Do you feel it in the pit f your being,
The horrible feeling
That's not quite loneliness,
Or sadness
Just a dull terror,
One that is crawling around under your skin,
The feeling I had as I called you
When I just needed to listen to you speak,
Your voice bringing the only comfort,
Which is still nothing against the wind,
A match in the wind,
And I just wanted to listen and cry,
Not because of what you were saying,
Just wanted to cry while I was in your words,
Wrapping them around myself
As a protection from the chill,
But I can't explain this.

And from my request
You had become confused,
Frightened,
I don't know what exactly,
But then I tried to explain,
To ease these questions,
To be myself
And your friend,
And I just can't,
Why can't I be?

5/9/2001