I talk to you, but you don't hear;
I tell you truth, you don't believe;
I touch your hand, but you don't feel;
I see you, but you seem unreal...
I wake you up, you fall asleep;
I'm leaving you, but you stand still;
The chasm between us grows so deep;
The cliff has never been so steep.

My body's made of flesh and bones;
You're cold and rigid like a stone.
I plant the blooms, you crunch the snow;
We could be high, but sunk down low.
Your space will never be our home;
Our tune will never be a song;
My path has never been so long,
But I must walk it all alone.

Just say goodbye to me,
We'll never meet again.
We are the bare trees
Killed by the acid rain.