Here I am, thinking of you again Wishing to feel closer to you once more O All these tortured thoughts, Do they bring you closer to me as well? Do they direct your thoughts to mine? They say it cannot be so, But I believe it still And to jog my thoughts towards you, I listen to a song A song that I learned from the breeze is close to you as well And in the space between each pair of notes, I see you somewhere in eternity Your dark cropped hair and evergreen smile Swaying by yourself on your front stoop, with that purveyor of vaporized joy in your hand And it hurts me to dream of you But the thought of you is sweet So, I hold my breath And linger here as long as I can bear