You went in hoping to come right out
Only things didnt go as planned
Now I'm sitting here missing you
Wishing I was holding your hand.
How long will you like this
I'm waiting for the day, you return
Praying each day, hoping you'll get better
Knowing that you will soon come home.
Until then I'll guess I'll just wait
And continue to visit each day.
One day expecting to show up
And know that everything will be okay.
So for now, I'm going to be strong
And continue to carry life on
For I know this is what you would want
I am going to make you proud when you come home.