He reminds me of faces I've
left in the past that I haven't seen before.
His voice is like an old song on
the radio I've never heard before.
He's a memory I've never made
catching up to haunt me.
It's not December but I can't help
but think it will all end the same.
Is this a second chance
or shall I ready the goodbye?
I face the future with uncertainty
cause people like you are hard to find.