Quiet thoughts in an empty room Shadows drift where the silence grew Every echo leads me back to one truth That one truth... Being... You... I trace the outline of forgotten days Caught between the quiet and the pain Still I'm walking through the cold of the past Searching for a voice that never answers back Through the static and the reaching hands Through the burning sky and the shifting sand I hold onto one single thread that keeps me sane The thread that leads me to same place... To you... And as the final chord sinks into the dark... All that's left for me is nothing... But you... There is... Only... You...
