With minutiae in my thinking,

A longing from way back when…

If I could turn the clock back,

I’d hear your voice again.

It was always from a distance,

A distance, from way back when…

If I was a little closer,

I’d see your face again.

People happen to people,

Today, and way back when…

If only I knew how to hold,

…

…

I’d feel your touch again.