You close my eyes, stand to one side.   Waiting and watching as people fly by.   I have myself convinced i'll be there,   forever pouring over you.      I want to know what's the sense,   it's somewhere under the weight of all this.   Are you content just letting go?   When morning comes i won't be alone.      We carry this like it's our fate,   but who will bear it when the new day breaks?   For what it's worth, it's this i miss:   smiling and carrying the weight of the world