By the time I get to Dallas each morning
you’ve ran through my mind all night
From the early morning hours
till the days last bit of light
I try to sleep without you
but the night keeps dragging on
my heart keeps beating for you
to the tune of a sad sad song
As I wait for a new beginning
and the start of a brand new day
I wonder what you are doing
and if you really are ok
By the time I get up each morning
I’ve only slept a hundred winks
The light pours in my windows
and I begin to think
What can I do for you today
to make this whole thing right
Will God give me a miracle
that brings you back tonight
By the time I get to Dallas
I have thought a thousand ways
to tell you that I love you
but not a one that I can say
By the time I get to Dallas
and start it all over again
My heart has pounded for you
and your memories ring through my head
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
I wonder who you’re talking about in this and many more of your poems.