The Lonely Ones

I want to carve our names into a tree so deep that it will bleed and the blood would pour over everything covering it with our love.
I want to stand on top the highest roof and declare our love to the world.
I want to scream your name in fire and the ashes would cover your cold, lonely heart.
And the lonely ones will stay at home.
I don't know who you are,
What your name is,
Where you are.
All I know is that I've been waiting so patiently, patiently for your love