The days go by so slowly and the nights just drag
along
At times I feel I hear you, but its TV...the words are in a
song.
Our home is getting bigger, the rooms are growing vast
Too big to clean and scrub and dust, I just cant work so
fast.
The telephone rings louder now and sometimes I listen and
wait
To see if you will answer, whoever calls... to set them
straight.
I fix a little breakfast and wonder what youd like
How come the frig is empty, the cook must be on strike.
Should I do this now or wait til when, did I mail that check
on time...
I never know for sure you see, Im still waiting for your
sign.
I talk to you, as I pray to GOD and hope that you will
hear
I want so much to be so brave, but I need you to be
near..
I miss you Dear in every way, Im lost since youve been
gone
I know not why I cry sometimes when Im trying to be
strong.
The king sized bed we shared as one now seems about to
burn
I wake at night and turn my head to check for your
return.
I know you cant even if you tried to come back in the
night
If you ever could itd scare me dear, Id probably run in
fright.
The kids they call to check on me...Ya doing OK now,
Dad
Im fine I say...Im doing great...but, why am I so
sad.
Im happy Dear for you I think...cause your pain is gone
today.
Im selfish though, I miss you so, what more is there to
say.
Ill find my way, Ill make my mark and Ill do it all
alone.
But it wont be fun as I walk the halls in our big ol empty
home.
Since youve been gone my world has turned, the joys no
longer there.
Ill do my best to fill your void, but those who know will
stare.
Im not the man I used to be, for years I was Lucys sailor
mate
I loved that role as I loved you my Dear, even if I came home
late.
Our life was good, we saw the world and raised our kids up
well.
I think one day well meet again...if I dont end up in
hell.
Good night, my Dear ...Im going to bed and hope to sleep
straight through
Not toss n turn like the first week went when I was sorely
missing you.
I will always miss you, Lucy dear...but I cant go on this
way
The sun will rise, the pain will go and I will learn to
play.
Since youve been gone, Ive lost my will to think and plan
for thee
But I will learn my dear, in time... to plan, to build on
your memory