Waiting For The Sun.

It's fifteen minutes to seven.
The sun still hasn't risen.
I look up and this is what I see.
The black of night and stars looking down at me.

My worries are giving me stress.
And the stress has made me restless.
Not a wink did I sleep.
Hardly a bite did I eat.

I need your guidance.
I need your reassurance.
This will change our lives.
Will we drown, or will we survive?

To ignore it would be so easy.
But running just isn't like me.
So forgive me if I say it wrong.
This is for our days, both short and long.

Say you'll always love me.
For alone, I'll wander aimlessly.
We'll cross this bridge together.
United we are, always and forever.

Now it's fifteen minutes past seven.
The sun is late, but it has risen.
Blue skies have finally come.
And a new day has just begun.