Every single day I look for you
to see what you will do.
Even though I already know
which way you will go.
I sit here, writing life's poem
waiting for you to come home.
I love you, and cherish you in every way.
Won't you walk with me today?
Look at the sunrise I've shown
lighting the way through the unknown,
and praying that you'll come home.
I sit here crying, spilling my tears,
wondering how long, how many years
until you are with me, never again to be alone
when you have made the journey home.
My love for you will last all eternity,
but now it is, that you should answer my yearning.
I bled for you, and died on that tree alone,
so that I could light your way home.