When you were young Just starting to come undone I wish I had met you Just to see what you were like So we'd walk down the same path And read by the same light For the longest time I waited for your voice To call me through the storm The lights are dim The feeling sinks into my skin And the meadows aren't as green As they used to be And my dreams are not as clear As I hoped they'd be Now I'm staring at the ceiling Waiting for something more Asking something I don't believe in What was it all for?