EllaBrady98

I Look To You

    As I sit here
    Alone, thoughts wandering
    I long for your voice, your scent
    Like a dog, awaiting their owner

    Waiting to be graced by your visit
    I sit and daydream of what\'s to be
    I look to the Blue Sky as my mind lingers
    How could someone so pure, love me?

    A soldier to the King
    Is all I\'ve ever been
    But now it would seem
    This is a reprise

    My mind is full
    Of so many beautifully intricate words
    All of which 
    I need you to hear, desperately