Walking in an empty yard with my head up high,
And there you are standing in front of my stare.
That was the beginning of the end.
My heart troubles like a tornado in a jar,
My hands shake as my mouth mumbles words that doesn’t make sense.
A long way further and now I can speak and hold your hands to stop mine from shaking,
But there you are still standing in front of my stares.
It was enough to get closer,
But it’s never enough to hold us together.
Show me your soul.