All of my adventures,
Every place that I run too,
No matter where I am,
My thoughts race back to you.

It brings a smile to my face,
On nights where things are rough, And when I'm feeling low,
You help me to be tough.

It's dark outside, it's cold,
And things are seeming bleak,
But as my thoughts return to you,
I think; just one more week.

Then once more I'll be with you,
Finally happy at last,
And all these dark, sad days,
Will all be in the past.