The night is falling
I'm still crawling
Looking for a hand
From any far land
Gazing off into space
A glazed look on my face
When out of no where you appear
And now I know some one's here
Your eerie glow
Your hands like snow
You listen to my every word
Others think you're absurd
Only I can see you
Only I can hear you
They see me talk to the air
Not knowing that you're there
But I know you're real
I know how you feel
Sitting there in your little white dress
Taking away all my stress
They can't see, you're in my head
Can't see you, my dead friend

 
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