The waters of the storm calm
Every hour begins to seem so long
Passion burns throughout my soul
My feelings for you are going out of control
I don't know what to do
All I can do is think of you
In the darkness I stand alone
Waiting for you to come back home
Then I sit and say these words to myself
I am the girl who sits in the dark
Singing by herself with the voice of a lark
I am awaiting the love of a boy
Who has a heart of pure golden joy
No negative thoughts to me does he employ
Nor will he treat me as a toddler's toy
So I continue to stand with my head held high
And no more tears shall I continue to cry
And no more wishing and wanting to die