Awake until your return

The watchdog does not sleep
And even when the owl hangs its head
Sleep does not overpower him.
The weight on the mind of him
Is the reason he moans all night.
I have carried you
In my heart, all my life
You have gone from bad to rotten
And I dare not believe
That a return is possible
But just in case,
You decide not to end it all
And you keep hoping on hope
I’m awake

Bose