A thousand-yard stare,
I see in her eyes.
She knows me not,
then she sighs.
Where have you been?
How did you arrive?
I was afraid,
you were not alive.
The pain I hear,
in her voice, for me,
is one I do not
want to hear or see.
A thousand-yard stare,
I see in her eyes.
She knows me not,
then she sighs.
Where have you been?
How did you arrive?
I was afraid,
you were not alive.
The pain I hear,
in her voice, for me,
is one I do not
want to hear or see.