someone with a voice like yours
in that white glas building thousand miles away
brought you to place

i had forgotten
what your presence offered me

it wasn't all imaginary comfort and pitch black
i spent time with you for a reason

so then joy was back
and i wondered maybe we would manage to get along
to mean something else
these days

but a sight of an ignorant try to make peace
or simply deny
with no reply

and how it breaks me down

it wasn't all laugh and deep talks
my memories became aching for a reason

i had forgotten
what your presence asked of me