I am so hasty to turn the key.
My heart keeps saying you are right in front of me.
I am yearning
And the soul is hurting.
Why do you wait so long to come?
I want you to keep me warm.
I want to hear you speak.
Please! I beg of you, please.
If you are him, who I believe you to be,
Just tell me you love me and I’ll open up and let you in.
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