My hands are cold,
They were made to be held by yours.
My body is warm,
It was made to lit yours.
Your eyes are clear
They were made to make things perfect.
My eyes are misty
They were made to see the good in you.
Right now I don't want to care about the world.
I only want to care for you.
But I find myself alone here,
Yet neither one of us asked for this.
I only know that above all things I hoped for
I actually wished for someone like you