Easy Breathing

Sometimes its Late, Sometimes its early.
Some days its long, An it cause us to be late.
Some days it doesn't exist at all, spring summer winter or even in the fall.
Never want to let you go, Never want the world to see the treasure I hold.
My eyes take to water when you don't want me around,
I understand like when the rain hits the ground.

Some days I wake up just to see if your there, Some days I cringe when you wake up.
Sometimes I hurt inside when you go away, Sometimes I smile hearing your voice.
Never want you to be so far, that I can't hold you close.
Never want you to know the pain, that flows like a river over me.

You will be the last drop of water that I want to drink, the last crumb that I must have.
When I hold you in my arms the world stops for you and me, this is where I want to be.
Have a life, that isn't always me. Have a life that isn't the children to be.
As the sun does rise, I wait each day to grace your beauty upon my eyes and to touch
the soul of my true love.