Nights

As the night begins you get up to leave
Evenings are beautiful
but what about these dark solitary nights?

I find you gone every time
Each dusk asks me about you.
Each time I have to say
He should be back soon.

We thought we will have enough time
but time runs too fast and we’ve lost pace
And we’ve lost the things we found
in all this running around.

And as the night begins you get up to leave
and I find myself alone.