How often I look for you In this expansive universe How often I speak to you As though you are right next to me How often I reach out for your hand only to find it's missing How often I ache for all the Missing parts of me that left with you How often I look at my own reflection and see you staring back at me How often I think on this day for you And your own lost celebration How often do you run through my mind Is there no escape to this madness? How often How often