There's nothing left for me talk about    Except the look on your face    There's nothing left but the sound of your silence    And emptiness of this place    And are you feeling the distance    The way I used to watch your face    Are you listening to the trembling    And the trickling down in space       Because the nights of nothing    Have been empty as my fist    And the skies above are calling for your kiss    Next time we say hello we'll be threating goodbye    And the feeling of forever will never die       She and I were reading poetry on the telephone    When she read you letter    I just cried and wished you were home    If she misses you like I do    Then maybe she'll break free    of that feeling like you're falling    And tripping in between       Do you remember playing with the speed of sound?    You stood at your house and I yelled down    It was funny how it seemed so simple then    But now I realize we'll never be that close again