Looking through my window

Looking through my window, I searched you everywhere


To find that you're not there.


I wake up in the mornings and I'm feeling cold


For you're not here to hold and behold.


 


Looking through my window, I try to reach someone


And ask whether you are found...


No one ever answered, they just moved away


But I am here to stay, I'm here to pray.


 


Looking through my window, I searched you everywhere


To find that you're not there.


I fall asleep just barely; you're still on my mind


Your memory shall be bind


For you have always been one of a kind.


 


But now where is my guide? For whom I'd die?


But I am here to stay... I am here to bide


 


"Life" you told me one day, not so long ago


"It's just a path to go" I remember so...


And every path must come to its own tragic end


Where as my clothes I rend.


 


Looking through my window, I realize you're gone


You're never coming home


My legs are starting to quiver and I lose control,


My face against the wall, I'm growing small.


 


I'll never get to see your face,


Or be lost in your embrace,


Nor will I get to kiss you and watch you as you sleep,


hearing you breathe deep.