• The cold autumn breeze rustles the leaves into the empty sky;
    behind them the dim stars twinkle on as you walk by;
    I watch you go and the air holds me away;
    I stand alone and you are gone;
    Years pass and I stare at that same sky, waiting for you to arrive;
    Endless nights I sit, I stand, I lay as I wait;
    Finally, with my last breath I realize there was never any air to keep me away;