While Waiting For Your Plane To Land
i cannot hide the aching in my heart
the way i am missing you is so far off the chart
the way you make me feel is similar gladness
i love the way your presence dissipates my sadness
my life now consists of a bunch of yellow happy faces
i now straighten my posture up and honestly tie my shoelaces
i hold a bouquet of blue roses in my left hand
i attempt to stifle stubborn tears while waiting for your plane to land
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