Relapse

My radar goes up when you don’t come home You’ve left me sitting here all alone I want to cry but the tears don’t come The wheels in my mind are turning I shout down the doubt that I have in my head I should be asleep but I sit here instead Waiting for word that you’re doing okay I’m not onto you but I’m learning I’m holding my breath as I sit here tonight Stress has become a big part of my life How do I know that you’re doin’ alright And the choices you've made are discerning? Disproving a relapse will be up to you And like it or not there’s a lot left to do Whatever the cost I’m counting on you And hoping you’ll soon be returning.