Is it cold in here or is it just the world?
I see you, but you look right through me
I call your name, but you never say a word
Am I getting through when I'm standing beside you?
My screams and shouts condense into a mystified sigh
For heavy is this empty heart of the eternally lonely
My stolen time in the otherside reflects my point of view
What I wouldn't give to live when all I'd wished for was to die
Now everything is so close yet so far out of my reach
And you're yet another that eludes my ethereal grasp
For these spaces...