A Tear in my pillow.

I'm starin at the ceiling and its late in the night,
Wishing you'll come back, but that seems nowhere in sight.
I'm tossing and turning and im dreamin of you
I dreamt you'd be back, and how i wish dreams come true.

I wake up to find me alone and a tear starts to roll
I'm weeping quietly with the pillow that I hold

Every single day I pray for you, my love.
The first time i saw you, i felt you were an angel from above.
And I prayed to god " Oh please make her my bride to be"
Fate decided otherwise and I cried " why did it have to be me"

And still I wake up alone with a tear in my pillow.
Wondering If I should call you just to say Hello.

Thinkin about you all the time, sometimes messes up my head
And I fall asleep, not sad but dreaming of you instead...
And this is what happens to me every single night.
I pray that you are beside me and switch on the light.

But all i see is a tear in my pillow.
All I see is a tear in my pillow...