the morning finds me waiting

the morning finds me waiting;
with eyes to the sky
and my back
to the ground,
i grow tired of
gravity
holding me down

buried in the silence,
let the world melt
away from me,
none of this is real enough
when it's you
that sets me free

for the sake of love ...
for the sake of love,
i can hear you say;
no one is counting your losses,
no one is counting
today

so the morning finds me waiting,
the sky empty
with things
that may never
come,
still something
falls upon me;
it's love
when there should be
none