When you're gone,
I know it won't be long,
until I get back to the beat,
of our rhythm and melody,
that's inside of me,
that plays wherever you are,
and fills me when you're near or far,
as we think of our hymn,
it brings me to the brim,
of my joyous delight,
and I'll always have the appetite,
to give it a listen,
to fill me up when I'm missing you,
and keeps me on my mission of loving you.
We've created an new anthem,
of more than I could fathom,
and with me you have a new fandom,
as I find new ways to worship,
and praise while listening to this short clip,
and phrase to this tune you've got me humming.
Sometimes I'm even strumming,
along to the good times that's been written,
composed,
imposed,
but never compromised,
as we're finding what makes us align,
and we continue to supply,
the ballad with more fuel,
and use this noise as a tool,
of meaningful pandemonium,
a controlled confusion,
to give us the ballad,
that we'll always sing along to because we're so solid,
and we continue in rapid,
succession as I'm your most avid,
fan and your approval is what makes me feel valid.