I am standing at window

Looking down at the street

People walking and cars running

I feel you maybe one of them

This thought makes me glad

And waiting that you will ring at the door

But this is just a wish or a dream

You promised that you will meet me

I feel alone even i have everything

But without you i have nothing

I have your pictures and greeting cards

But missing your presence at home

My son i miss you and forget me not

In the busy life