The Longing

My heart weeps, for a love that was true, and everyday, I feel more blue, I want you back, more then words can say, but alls I can do, is faithfully pray, for you to come back, to where you belong, so I can let you know, that I was wrong, because you hold my heart, with your love, the only kind, that comes from above, I know your with him, and I know that you care, he also knows, we were a perfect pair, he won't let us suffer, this pain anymore, and he will find a way, to open the door, so you can come home, and live your life, were we will be free, from the anguish and strife.