sinking fast

Why has she gone? Where has she gone? Is she coming back this time?

I waited for hours for you to come home;
sat by the window; close to the phone;
I don’t know how many times I’ve waited here like this;
I just know it’s worth the wait to feel your kiss.

It’s raining now; maybe it’ll pass;
I watch the tears trickle down the glass;
I don’t care how long it takes till I see your face again;
I just care about you but it’s hard to take the pain.

I’m sinking fast; I’m sinking fast;
like a ship on the ocean; so far from land;
going down for the last time; lost with all hands;
I’m sinking fast.

When you left, you didn’t say a thing;
no note on the table; no cast-off ring;
so I thought that you’d be back in just a day or two,
but now it seems that you have left and gone away for good.

I’m sinking fast; I’m sinking fast;
like a ship on the ocean; so far from land;
going down for the last time; lost with all hands;
I’m sinking fast.

The first time you left I was caught by surprise;
I didn’t know why or where;
now it’s just something I know that you do,
but that doesn’t make it easier to bear.

So I wait and count the hours;
I pray each day to some higher power;
I don’t think that it’s asking too much;
I just need to feel your touch.

I’m sinking fast; I’m sinking fast;
like a ship on the ocean; so far from land;
going down for the last time; lost with all hands;
I’m sinking fast; I’m sinking fast;
I’m sinking fast; I’m sinking fast.

(©2001 Stewart Bowman)