A Dent in Our Bed
For all those who's loved one is away from home... It’s two in the morning A nightmare in my head. I reach across for comfort And find a dent in our bed. Where are you tonight? Why can’t I hold your hand? Are you in another town, city, Another state, or a foreign land? How long must I wait Until you are near? Another day, a week, Will it be a month, or a year? How long will you stay? How much time to I get to enjoy you? A few days, a few weeks, Before you leave to do what...