I'm trying to stay positive I'm trying not to cry
I'm trying to convince myself theres something in my eye.
I don't know why I do it, time and time again
You'd think I would have learnt by now I must be quite insane.
I'd thought he would surprise me arrive without a call.
I really didn't think that he would'nt come at all.
I've not even had a get well card or flowers to the door.
I know we've spoken everyday, should I expect there to be more?
He really is so good to me I know I shouldn't shout.
I know he looks after me but that's not what it's about.
I sometimes think back to the days I didn't have a bean.
When to keep my home together I went on out to clean,
I didn't have this ache inside that never left my chest
I had no reason to be sad I just did my very best
I hadn't had this vision of what life could be
I hadn't felt the joy of love or him being close to me
My days were full getting on and simple dreams and wishes
But now I know what it is like to have his holds and kisses
But what use are they to me if they are never here
Or if I do things on my own with no one here to share.
I've tried to make him understand I've tried to make him see
I'd rather be without a cent and have him here with me.
I'd go back to the cleaning I'd scrub no end of floors
If I could just know he'd be there when I got back indoors.