Make me whole again I implore you And I dare ask, "Where have you gone? Where did you go? Why did you leave me?" More than a decade I could still remember the last word I put into paper And I still feel that smile Across my sad little face As I put the final stroke from my pen "Why did you leave? Where you ever here before or was I just dreaming" "And why, with all the things I imagine you say I can still not hear any words?"