My boy, you've left me for eight months
I'm searching you like in great hunt
I found you in my blurry dreams
Why was I not let go up-front?

To live few more at fifty plus
I've used up all my heartbeats pump
You'd instead live more in your teens
You'll hit all your aim with a jump

The reason you're that I survive
How should I spend my nights and days?
Could I stand tall without a beam?
We were together all the way

Imagine how I'm lonely one
A statue somehow I become
No sound I heard and blank was seen
I'm dumb and all of my parts numb