Every day I miss you as the lark misses its voice
I’d dream up images only to remember you’re not there
With a hopeful heart I wait by my window in a sorrowful daze
Waiting for the first step you’ll take through my door

Under the same sky we lay at night
Always I lie in a wakeful glaze
Open-eyed I'll see in black and white
Pictures of us with enigmatic smiles

Days and nights separate only by light
Time is blurry when your touch is not mine
The world spins around me as I sit and gaze
At the falling autumn leaves and snowflakes