Here I am still awake, writing of you,
telling my feelings to this blank paper.
Never getting to see you or hear your sweet voice,
so horribly lonely without you at my side.
Wishing you were here with me every night.
All the stars in the sky couldn't help me right now,
as I wish and I wish; sit and figure out how.
How I can make it these long hopeless nights,
without you right here, to make it all right.
Holding my hand in those times of need,
wiping my eyes when not all is complete.
Rocking me gently as I sleep in your arms,
Whisper to me how to love me is not hard.