I stand here alone on one side.
There is a wall, a divide and rules that I must abide by.
I can hear You on the other side.
I hear Your voice, Your whispers and sighs.
I need to see You; I need to feel You.

The nights aren’t enough.
The dreaming can’t satisfy my craving of You.
I pound on the walls and scream Your name.
Yet I know that its all in painful vain,

The divide that keeps us apart is thicker than that of the veil.
Nothing seems to bring it down and I drown in my tears.
All I want is to be with You.
I cry and beg “please come take me with You.”
But instead, I hear You whisper, “it's not yet time.”

It feels as if I can’t continue in this life.
When You’ve gone, all I can feel is the whirling strife.
Because in all my life I have never craved another,
Especially a soul from the otherside.