Sitting here late at night
I think about you, and I worry
I hope my assumptions are right
And not visions that are blurry
I worry about you everyday
I hope that you’re safe
Worried and afraid in every way
But not losing hope or faith
I hope you’re not feeling sick anymore
But I have a feeling that’s not true
As now the tears in my eyes begin to pour
Dripping down my face, as I worry about you