'On my dear, it's been a year
so long it's been, are you coming home?'
'I don't know when my love, it's ******* here, I just want to come home'
oh you say, 'my tears are for you and the longing is hard, it's been many a day, ok just hurry home......'

Rushing here and fro, hoping and praying
drinking my sweet southern tea, oh bless my heart
I lost my shoes... and it's been many a day... so you say
hot summer days, making lots of love with your memory, under the hot humid nights, it's been many a day..

Sweat pouring, breath releasing,
rolling over to face what comes what may,
it's been many a day, I pray.. but it's okay see you soon
standing up straight holding my head, maybe today is the day
no dear one, its been many a day...

Well the days have come and gone,
still alone, so hard these days, to sir with love
not anymore, I feel a chill, body blasts there is a certain peace
until I see you one more time, hands sweat and breath grasps
yes, I cry when they tell me you are gone....

it's many a day, I say....

Debbie Brooks 2014