Still waiting for hope to tap me on the shoulder.   Still waiting for something to whisper into my ear.   Still, nothing as such! I am alone and I hate it!   I’m waiting for you to turn me around   and scream that you’re here! And...

In the end, all that matters is that we still have each other.   All the material things, are just that… things.   If I can walk hand in hand with you into the sunset of our lives,   that would be most special and...