By Sonya Johnson

Days and Days I sit and wait
hoping it won't be too late

Dreams, Dreams
that's all I have, it seems

Will we be together today
or will it be another day

My heart beats, my mind races
in the dark I picture his face

Those dark eyes, those curly locks
I see them and my heart stops

She looks at him through teary eyes
and watches as he lies

"My life cannot be yours" he implies
and he watches as she says "Goodbye"

She says "here is your ring"
and he watches as his heart is breaking,
her quietly walking away,
their hearts silently begging each other to stay ...