Now Morning comes, winter sun, you are not here
Fall, passed me by, the seasons fly, without you here
Frost, covers trees, and grounded leaves, I wait for you here
Those trees, with their skeletal hands, snow slips through like the sands, I want you here
Stone, mark the ground, they speak without sound, that you are not here
Ghosts, stalk these paths, they constantly ask, why are you here?
And I guess, I guess I'm one of them now, but you know I still remember how, your kiss felt on my ear
But these memories, they turn pale and fade away, the pictures and images decay, please return to me dear...
I still recall the first time I met your gaze
I still can feel, that power that lifted the haze
I still recall every quip, everything said
I still can see your black hair under horizon red
You know I, still remember the first time, the first time our eyes met, it was right here
And I'll never, never understand, how I felt when touched your hand, that perfect spark of fear
When we stood, laughing and loitering in the streets, those scenes forever repeat, but you are not hear
I can still, I still hear your whisper, and I still hear you purr, your voice is so clear
And now, the people passing by are new, they've never even heard of you, why aren't you here?
I don't, understand what they joke about, their words are always too soft or too loud, and nothing is clear
If--if only, I could unsay unlive unlearn and undo, everything that never made sense to you, would you join me here?
I wish, I could show you just once, there's so much more to this, than what you fear
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