Here I am again, here i am again
stairing out in to the night sky
woundering were you might be
at this very simple moment
i'm longing for your company side by side
on this old woodin swing
I want you beside me more than anything
in this world of mine
Here i am again with a tear always ready to fall down my check were
you slipped a kiss
Not wanting it to fall but it dose
put it in a box
send it your way
letting you know this is me missing you
more than anything in this world of mine
Would you be my company here on this old wood swing
Here i am again
stairing out in to the night
I want you beside me
on this old wood swing in this world of mine
This is me missing you
A tear falls down my check were you slipped a kiss
Not wanting it to fall but it dose
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Lovely, there is something about the swing that is comforting as well as maloncoly, maybe it is the memories it sturs of childhood or the peace it evockes as we sit and swing. Nice T