Right here,
In this hollow bed

From weary eyes, these tears are  shed.
Nothing of joy and loneliness  bred.
A torn body, here lay out  spread.
Wondering where every dream has  led

Right here,
In this hollow bed.

From exhausted thoughts, here I rest my  head.
Nothing of candor and engulfed in  dread.
A torn spirit, whose faith seem only a  thread.
Wondering how much more may lay  ahead.

Right here,
In this hollow bed.

From countless cries, here reflection  imbed.
Nothing of remorse and words  unsaid.
An aching heart, this love  embed.
Wondering how long till the day we  wed.

Right here,
**In this hollow bed