Transient Gallery

Dear, I feel your presence
I noticed wooden floors squeak
But I'll never hear the answer
Everything now seems so bleak
I stretched out my hand
Hoping you would hold me
And I cry as I stand
I'm not used to sitting lonely

Please, hold my hand one more time
Promise me you'll find me
In an unearthly place
I still love you devoutly
I never wanted you to leave
Never thought that I would lose you
I don't want to believe
I just want to be with you