My heart swells,
Anticipation for you.
My muscles will have no rest.
Why ever does my heart beat so?
Impulsive stares out the window,
I still wait for you.
Oh, I wish I knew,
Why the sun does set,
And why the stars do stare,
With the moon hanging low and mocking,
Why my rabbit never shows,
And why the white roses have turned
From purest white to deepest blood red.
If I knew maybe I wouldn’t wait.
But I am still waiting for you.