There's nothing left for me talk about Except the look on your face There's nothing left but the sound of your silence And emptiness of this place And are you feeling the distance The way I used to watch your face Are you listening to the trembling And the trickling down in space Because the nights of nothing Have been empty as my fist And the skies above are calling for your kiss Next time we say hello we'll be threating goodbye And the feeling of forever will never die She and I were reading poetry on the telephone When she read you letter I just cried and wished you were home If she misses you like I do Then maybe she'll break free Of that feeling like you're falling And tripping in between Do you remember playing with the speed of sound? You stood at your house and I yelled down It was funny how it seemed so simple then But now I realize we'll never be that close again