Two Sides Of Our Walking Around

We are not apart
I can still feel
I can still sense
Hope inside you
Do I matter
Time is too fast
Time is too short

To pretend we don’t see each other differently right now.

When I drive alone
Sometimes I imagine
You next to me
Like I thought we’d be
Seat stays empty
Always empty
Left vacant it’s too late

To pretend we want to see each other now.

Is that what the silence
Silence is for
To remind me
You’re just a memory.

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