Waiting, waiting
Forever waiting
Waiting alone
For my love to come home.
He rode out to war
As rain began to poor
I stood atop the hills
And watched him disappear.
Three years it has been
Since the last time he was seen
I long for him to come home
As i wait for him alone.
I pray every night
I pray that he is alive
I pray for my love,
My only,
My pride.
- Half Elven
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