Waiting for your call
When are you coming home?
When are you telling me,
It's all going to get better?
And when will you be there?
Because it's like you don't care,
I know that's not the cause,
But still it worries me because,
I was never all that pretty.
Never understood what you see in me,
Never really tried to,
But oh god I wondered.
Wasting hours wishing,
You would come home early,
I really want to talk to you,
Why can't you be home early?
I've waited and I've waited,
But, it's never been my thing.
Why can't you write to me?
Please can you speak to me!
And now that your on the line,
You called so it's all fine,
I admit I actually have a reason,
It's simple and it's pure
Slightly dumb and immature,
But please listen as I say;
I love you.