I hate to feel your absence
So I call it need or dependence
But if I were just a little more honest
I'd just call it cold
I hate to hear your silence
So I listen hard with patience
That's waning every day
I can't sing
Those words too much longer
Until I become a liar
Or worse, a stranger
With just a faint memory of your company
Oh if I could just hear a whisper
Of your voice, or just catch a glimmer
Of your light, the warmth I remember
When I strain my tired heart to breaking
Be not quiet
No more be still
Oh my truest lover
Oh my purest heart
High atop your tower
Can you see me fall apart
Did you hear me cry your name
Did you feel my burning throat
Did my screams drown out your whispers
Have I shouted down my only hope
My heart, one dying ember
Buried in the burning snow
Shaking, cold, and longing
Just to feel your kindling gale and know
When I rent the sky with weeping
When I bled the whole night through
Was it really your arms holding me
Is it true that you were weeping too
I'm still waiting for love to still my tongue
I'm still waiting for love to strike me dumb
I'm still waiting for love to still my tongue
I'm still waiting