Lonely Night
It's seven o' clock,
looks as if the sun is going down,
haven't heard anything from you.
you called earlier today,
we only talked for a short time,
will I have to be alone tonight?
I called again,
no answer,
you called back and I asked
" what happened",
but from you, no reply.
But that was hours ago
now it's 10 o' clock at night,
will this be another lonely night?
Time is drifting slowly by,
the phone as stopped ringing,
you have not called and I want
to know why, I do not want to worry...
no call from you,
no knocks at the door,
I feel a little anxious inside,
I do not want this to be
another lonely night.
Copyright © Charmaine Pennon | Year Posted 2006
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