I've seen the sunrise in the east
I admired the sunset in the west
Both bewitching
But neither as divine
As the comfort of seeing you

I touched the softest velvet
I laid my head on the softest pillow
Both recently, but I haven't touched you
And neither as gratifying
As feeling your hand in mine

I heard the softest voice today
Sing the most beautiful song
It was charming
But not as absolute
As your valiant yet panicky voice

Funny how it works
Everything falls with the loss of love
Nothing runs through my mind
And I'm not sure I know who I am

Until the night I lay outside
Staring at the stars
And I find myself Thinking of you