Yes I always wonder what he is doing?
I wonder why he never came?
Sometimes it's better to never wonder why
Where there is a desire for love, the pain is agony
And yearning for love flames alone
Never wonder why he never came
Because the lonely heart calls
Give a little hope to this desire
Maybe I should give in and try
The clock ticks and I seat and wait
Maybe I should be trying and looking
Maybe I will find him standing on the corner of the street
But my tears fall for I want to fall in love
There is a flame burning inside of me
Maybe when I find it, it might be deceiving
But if I never look how could I feel?
If I never search how can I give?
If I never try then how will I know?
I am scared of this feeling
The longing burns inside of me
Does anyone at all want this desire I am willing to give
How many tears must I count until this pain passes by?
Is he out there loving someone else?
Maybe if I knew the truth I wouldn't be waiting
Has he touched my hands or called out for me
Does the desire burns inside of him at it does mine
How far is he? Has he noticed me through the crowds?
Is he ever coming?
Maybe I should never ask why.
Should I be waiting? Or should I let this yearning burn me to dust
I don't want to be alone, I have a yearning to touch, hold, give, love.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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