Unrequited

Oh, but to hold that hand and share a gentle touch as we walk at the end of another day together, with the peace that comes with knowing that the feeling's meant to last beyond this day, perhaps forever Oh, but to listen to that voice and share the joyful laughter as we talk at the end of another day as two, become one, with the gratitude that comes with knowing that there will be more joy for us to follow, with the rising of the sun Oh, but to lie beside that body and share the warmth as we sleep together at the end of another day in concert, with the contentment that comes with knowing that the soft symphony of our two hearts' will again, on other nights be played Oh, but to touch that heart and share the joy it holds as I watch, confined nearby in this prison of friendship with the sadness that comes with knowing that the yearning that's ever growing in this heart of mine, is unrequited