Tell Me Why

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My eyes have sometimes seen
but never, ever understood
tangible fragments of a dream.
I don't know just where I have been,
but it's all unreal it would seem.

These eyes have sometimes cried
tears that burned like flame,
and these ears can't help but hear
tortured echoes of your name.
I don't know why I've tried
to live without you; just the same
I've lived an empty fantasy.

You were never here to see
my loneliness, this dying dream.
Now that dream has turned to dust
although I once thought
there was hope for us.

What do I have to remind me,
to keep me holding on
now that your love is gone?

There's only this sad memory:
a voice still calling hauntingly,
a fragrance lingering in air,
a dream you said you didn't share,
the tatters of my sanity
and all you ever meant to me,
a future I watched slowly die.

I wish you would tell me why.