untitled.... couldnt think of one.

i walk through each day
no really here
like a phantom on the wind
you cant see but you can feel
the love in summers come to end
back to the routine again.
the winters come
and seasons flow
waiting again for the moment
when once again ill go.
the summer heat satisfies me.
the seasons will come
and the years will leave us
leave us standing here alone.
the time whirls by
and we grow older
the good times we had seem
so far away.
even as we grow apart
i will still seize the days
when love was in our hearts
flowing out into our veins.
i will always love you
nothing, not the seasons
can change that.
i wont be left alone.
would you come with me
i can build us a better home
if you would stand beside me
i will take you home.