MORE RAMBLINGS
Morning is slow in coming today, cold, dark and rainy
No sleep, tossing and turning, i reach out and find nothing
Pillows wet and damp with tears, tears of fear and sorrow
i walk thru our house, in each room i feel you here
i go to the closet, i take down your wool shirt,
i bury my face in your shirt and i smell your cologne
my tears fall as i bring your cologne, into each room i go.
i leave some in each room of our house, Night is cold
back in our bed, no warmth do i find, you're not here
i crawl to your side, on your pillow i smell your wonderful scent
i pull the covers up to my chin, i bury my self in your side of the bed
my only comfort, the scent of your cologne and our coming child
Where are you now? Are you safe and warm?
Where are you my love and when are you coming home?