The night feels empty

The night feels empty, the sky holds its breath These quiet roads pull me closer to regret Your voice is a melody I strain to recall I don’t know much, but I still feel it all. And I’m lost in the pull of the tides and the shore If I say I miss you, would it matter anymore? I search in the sunrise, but you’re not in the light Something in the dusk tells me you’re not in my sight. To you, I was a son; to me, you were my guide Where did you go when you left me behind? I’m tracing your steps again Something in the dusk tells me this is the end. I wish I could hear you say you’ve been trying to find A way back to the heart that you left behind The warmth of your hand would make everything right Take me back to the glow of those long-ago nights. To you, I was a son; to me, you were my guide Where did you go when you left me behind? I’m tracing your steps again Something in the dusk tells me this is the end. If you never return, I’ll just watch as the burn Of the sun fades away on the ground The fields, skies, and dew—they all remind me of you But there’s no answer in the sound. If I say I miss you, would it matter anymore?