While sitting here alone,
i hear them repeat...
"I love you... I'll miss you... I'll see you soon, babe..."
As the tears fill my eyes, His words suddenly fade.
i picture Him often, wonder where He's been,
i wonder if He misses me like i've missed Him.
He lives in my memories...
i'll never let Him go.
So i wander aimlessly in my own little world.
Watching, waiting, hoping,
Silently begging for Him to come and take me away.
"Take me with You," i speak and often pray.
Oh when will You come back?
Come back for me?
i ask the vision of Him,
But only in my memory.
But i guess i must wait...
Wait for His return,
The phone rings...
Could it be He? No, it can't be!
IT'S HIM!! IT'S HIM!! i scream and shout,
"i love You, Master," i say with joy and glee.
We talk, we chat, we have a good time,
Then all of a sudden, it stops on a dime.
"I must go now hun," in a low voice He speaks,
my heart fades, i fall to my knees...
Oh Master no; oh please don't go please...
i've missed You so much, can't You just see?
A schedule to keep, He's always on the run,
No time for me lately it seems.
i hang up the phone, after our last good bye.
Running to my room, i feel the tears fill my eyes.
Alone again,
This feeling i hate,
Come home to me, Master,
Please, i can't wait.
