Crossing the Distance

I know you're there, and you know I know you're there..so...there

I see you standing over there
Miles away from me,
Yet I hear the soft whispers
And feel the gentle caress.
I want you so.

There are days I walk to the edge
Knowing I will not fall.
Yet I hear the past calling
And feel the old fears welling.
I want to go.

You stand at the edge still waiting,
Distance keeps you there.
Yet you still softly whisper
And reach out to me gently.
You wait for me.