If and when anything finally happens
I'll find it's like the call I made to you
When you were all nonsense
I couldn't stand
Great stuff you say and I believe it
Because I want to, need to, feel it
I am nothing except the thing we were
Loss in the morning
2am and legs askew again
This is confusing
After the years of longing I know
The longest journey is yet to come
All night I'll wait for you and then some
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