I'm talking to you,

but you're not there.

He sings "to be alone with you",

and something echoes inside.



I've been waiting my whole life,

will you ever come now?



If I dream of who you are,

you'll never appear.

If I go looking for you,

I'll never see you.

Yet I'll know just who you are,

the first time we meet.



I must accept time,

and accept this.