You Keep Coming Back To Me And I'M Waiting

There were numerous years Lost in a dream And imagining your face. I've made promises to myself at midnight Walking in the autumn rain That one day I would be happy again And we'd forgive each other. I've often feared Maybe I'd never see you Until I'm too old to walk And abandoned to a hospital room. I've honored your birthdays With gifts you haven't received And candlelight evenings alone. I wear glasses that only reveal A variety of sunlight, I insist the world is getting brighter No matter any palpable loneliness. I fail to distinguish the time, I'm not sure the decades of my existence; I'm certain we've kissed by a river In August 1927.