What good is it to speak across a wire
When here I sit and watch the day expire
With you still too far away
And me strolling by the bay
Where once we walked on mornings hand in hand
And once we talked of moving through the land
Even then I felt a thing in the midst of wandering
Lonely
What good is it to dream of being close
When all this time I seem to need you most
You’re a voice across the sea
Fading into memory
Lonely