Each channel I turn,
Each story I read,
And every commercial I hear,
It has your name.
It's there, in many different spellings,
foreign languages alike,
It's like your spirit is always amongst me.
You are a daily reminder,
echoing in the background
Replaying the same sound
Your name, it is loud and clear
Always at a volume for me to hear.
Wish it was me that was calling your name,
saying your name,  
But no, it is not in this time,
Not in this sequence,
It is not my turn.