"My arms are reaching out for you
Each time I think of you Flood gates open and I'm left drowning And although, it lingers in my sleep May you return to me Not to possess but to hold you in my keep I'm gonna wait for you And so the last page shall remain Empty until you write the rest Yes, some may say that I'm a fool A fool for waiting for you I'm gonna wait for you I'll be your fool, a fool who waited for you When you come falling, I'll be here still waiting for you"








