Miles apart, we sit and stare
blindly at everything around
seeing you in everything I see
heartless; yet with love abound.
I know that you feel the same as me
like being intervened during a suspense story
reminiscing about our sweet past
living no more, living only in memories.
The night's candles are extinguished
and the sun shines no more
a pale reflex of Cynthia's brow
casting an evil shadow on my door
I can't seem to get out
oh! Sweet love help me open the door
and step outside to see the sun
shining brightly as ever before
I look at the sun, you look at the sun
it'll never change, it will always remain
I look at the sun, and see you looking at it
we see each other through the golden silvery sun
eternally together in our reflected manifestations.