"Here waiting by the phone, with my thoughts lingering on you,
Hanging around the poach,as my dried eyes search a letter or two.
Our friends check out on me, trying to cajole me out of our home,
By saying things or two they try, but I chuck out and stay back alone.
Warmth of days have gone by and night is dark and confusing
Spring has paved for winter, but without you this snow is no longer alluring
And just as time pass by, with each stroke, little do i realize
That
you have moved on
And
i..... still hold on....."
