Until We Meet

I sit here with pictures of you,
Wondering when we meet what we will do.
What will I wear,
And who will be there?

I drift off until I hear the jingle of your conversation,
I swear sometimes it's like I've got an infatuation.
Talking to you and making life disappear,
Will it be the same when we meet I fear?

Will you see me as someone new?
Questions to which answers I have no clue.
What can I say,
I hope for the best day.

Where the sun shines and the air is pure,
And a good time of talking I'm sure.
So these fears are put at my feet,
Until the day when we meet.