Hi. I don’t actually know. Whatever.
10pm at night and it's too early to sleep I keep thinking to myself why did you do this to me. And my mind races on to the day that we will meet I'll be screaming in my head why in the world did you choose to leave. And the chorus of my sadness is the repetition of your name; I call out to the darkness won't you come comfort me. Bright in the morning and I am moving ahead. I wonder at the empty streets is there anyone I get to keep, because I walk along the wide road to the beat of my own halting feet. I stop by a mirror and ask my double there is my flesh by myself fading slowly to gray. and the coda begins with the impression of your face I call quietly to fate for the reality of you to greet me as I wake. And it's cold, it's cold when all the covers're lost. I shiver to my soul asking to where have you been gone. And it's cold, it's cold burying my heart I whisper to my dreams asking when will you be back.