Waiting…
That seems to be the heart to this problem
Always waiting…
And when the waiting is over
There is more
Waiting…
Patience is a virtue
Mine runs thin
But I know I’ll see him again
I know the moment cannot come soon enough
His trips are long…
And become longer…
And longer…
But I will always wait…
His cause is just
So my waiting is a must
He holds my heart
I gave it to him from the start
He gave his to me
But I don’t have it all
Half he gave to me
The other
To his country
And I am willing to share him
Just because
I love him
He fights for what he believes is right
And I
Will stay by his side
Stay truthful...
Faithful...
Understanding...
Love him unconditionally
A good man he is
With a heart of gold
Flying to save the world
Our love can go the distance
His heart flies for the Air force
But is willing to die
To save you
And I
So I stay here
Waiting…
For the day
He comes back to me
For the day my Flyboy
Is reunited with his Honeybee
Jan 16, 2013
Jan 16, 2013 at 1:03 AM UTC
Waiting…
That seems to be the heart to this problem
Always waiting…
And when the waiting is over
There is more
Waiting…
Patience is a virtue
Mine runs thin
But I know I’ll see him again
I know the moment cannot come soon enough
His trips are long…
And become longer…
And longer…
But I will always wait…
His cause is just
So my waiting is a must
He holds my heart
I gave it to him from the start
He gave his to me
But I don’t have it all
Half he gave to me
The other
To his country
And I am willing to share him
Just because
I love him
He fights for what he believes is right
And I
Will stay by his side
Stay truthful...
Faithful...
Understanding...
Love him unconditionally
A good man he is
With a heart of gold
Flying to save the world
Our love can go the distance
His heart flies for the Air force
But is willing to die
To save you
And I
So I stay here
Waiting…
For the day
He comes back to me
For the day my Flyboy
Is reunited with his Honeybee
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