You're well aware of what the world's about.
But for me it's not the time ones been around that...

When will it be my turn to love?
When the tears are of joy...

With a tender hand,
Or a sweet kiss...

I'd give you the world if I had it.
All the treasures and dreams untold...

Its what yesterday looks toward.
What our past can afford...

Its an event I took for granted for sure,
Not knowing what it would be like to coddle one so...

Alone is fear and trembling.
Alone is tears and heartache...

I see you're there and long for your kiss,
Reminice on the feeling of guilded bliss...

When you're dealt a hand you've never had,
Don't think its the worst, it may not seem so bad...

You're what I crave when I wake up each day.
I imagine our love and picture you holding me...

For you it breaks,
The pieces that you take...

So many ways to talk to you,
But none of which I'm privey to...