Only my spirit knows how long
It is not a question of time
For the time around the sun is not how we love
It is not time that measures sadness
It is only that it is
How can something like this feeling need a body?
I only know how it shakes when you are not around
Chilled by the air
It cannot change the season
Parched by the sun
It cannot make it rain
Hurt by pain
It cannot make it stop
No, it cannot
It can only live with the things it cannot control
But wherever I may wander it follows
Or does it lead?
How can I know if I cannot hold it in my hands
Can you tell me my friend now that you're gone?