the days seem grey without you,

grey days without you,

and though I'm still young

and have much ahead,

what lived when you died?

things left unsaid.


the nights grew lost without you,

lost nights without you,

and though I'll move on

and try luck again,

what lived when you loved?

things left unsaid.


my dreams see me with you,

dream me with you,

and though I never spoke

and can't ever again,

what lived when you woke?

things left unsaid.