Lace curling around my toes, pleading for me to take that place below.
I give in…the warmth always wins,
Another day spent wondering what could be.
I can’t help but smile as my eyes close to the sweet music in the distance…how do you know me so well?
Our time always ends too soon…and I blame you for making me this way!
My longing, dreaming, wishing, will never hold me until another day…I will wait. I will wait until you lay those soft kisses on my face again and beg me to stay.