I listen to you going about your life
And I am here, so far away
I feel useless and pointless and I long for the past.
The past before the light turned to darkness
I wish I could go back
To do things differently
To still be there with you.
Instead, I listen to you going about your life
And I feel useless. I feel dead.
We miss each other so much
How is any of this right
This darkness and hollow feeling
We should be playing pool under the light
We should be making love
The way we do so well
We are each others destiny
Instead of heaven this is hell.
