You seated right across
Where now your absence sits
You told me that you're leaving
Twenty-four of your hours
The balance of the first day without you
And the omen is so dark
That I swear that the future
Presents itself like a wall
Without your company, your warmth
Your smile, your mischievous gaze
That flooded my cheeks with light
Without your telepathy, your fits
Your laughs, a little bit of everything
That you left when you walked away that day
They followed right behind you
Future reserves of smiles
Today I have too many words
Were for and because of you
The balance of the first day without you
And the omen is so dark
That I swear that the future
Presents itself like a wall
Without your company, your warmth
Your smile, your mischievous gaze
That flooded my cheeks with light
Without your telepathy, your fits
Your laughs, a little bit of everything
That you left when you walked away that day
Without your company, your warmth
Your smile, your mischievous gaze
That flooded my cheeks with light
Without your telepathy, your fits
Your laughs, a little bit of everything
That you left when you walked away that day
That you left when you walked away that day