I feel your hand close to mine. And your smile is easy to find. So I'll hide this fear, That you're not really here. And I will laugh, with you. Kiss your cheek, like you still want me too. Though you're near, I know, That you're not really here.
So I'll wait, for a sign that says that it's not too late, And I'll try to say, that the love that once was mine, And I'll find, I'll find, your broken light that used to shine, And I'll find, I'll find you.
And I kept your heart, On a chain around my neck. And you swore to me, forever, That forever fell apart.
But I wait, for a sign that says it's not too late, And I'll try to say, the love that once was mine, And I'll find, I'll find, your broken light that used to shine, And I'll find, I'll find you.
So come back to me. I've saved your promises in a box beneath my bed. And now your touch is like a memory. And your words are my souvenirs.
I feel your hand, close to mine. But you're not really here.