Waiting

All alone, forever here.
He sits in the forest without his Dear.
He waits for the darkness, he waits full of fear.
He waits for her answer, he wants to be clear.

On a tree with his violin, silently playing,
his eyes are closed, his head is swaying,
he's humming a melody, he's feeling the pain.
He sits there and plays, even though it's in vain.

A silent smile and yet he is crying,
when she promised him, he knew she was lying.
He knows that he's waiting for a never to be.
A never to come love, for you and me.