…you…
Imported from SF2 with no description.
Close enough to hold, but too far to listen
I watch the moon light on your pictures glisten
Just a moment away, in a thought
Now, a stone holds your name, & reality hurts a lot
Whispers I imagine, hold me one more night
If I don’t open my eyes, your still in my sight
I know, you would still care
Reality, just isn’t that fair