My Heart still waits for that fateful day, Under cloudy skies we rest, we lay.

Among the trees and leaves where nature is in display.

I see figures together in the month of may, walking towards a doorway.

There I see someone walking towards the hallway, holding the hands of someone I met along the highway.

Didn't expect it would be someone who would offer me parlay and guide me through the passageway.

For I saw my wedding day, Oh how the mind acts that it seems to play.

I know its just a mere break away, but I still wait for it...

Everyday.