Standing alone in a crowd
Why don’t they understand?
Your universe wrapped in a shroud
You hold out an arm, an empty hand
Why is the world still turning?
Your song running though your head
They don’t understand the yearning
Why did you leave, why are you dead?
The longing for who is no more
You don’t feel your tears in the rain
No one but you feels the sore
Where your heart can never be again
Lost and now alone, that’s the theme
Yet you see them on every street
You chase and wish and dream
But it’s not them when you finally meet