Distance

Distance (1998)

There he stands out in the snow
Never, ever could he know
The fire which inside me grows
The inferno of a love in vain.

Hoping still, I reach for him.
Praying he will take me in.
Knowing what a foolish game.
It is that I am playing.

Wanting words as soft as lies.
Not knowing what I’ll find.
If I could always meet his eyes.
And the truth could be revealed.

And I wish I could only know.
The answers I am seeking.
Panic and nerves flying loose at any hour.
Hide me from greeting you.

So there I stand in silence.
Reaching for a dead man’s hand.
And by and by it disappears.
Leaving me to my tears.