The face that was familiar is no more
I gaze into the crowds, but see no sign
I’m fearful like a child lost on a beach
But no one I see here can I call mine.
The face that was familiar disappeared.
I can’t believe you’re nowhere I can find
And as you are gone my own small self has too
I’ve lost my soul, and I might lose my mind
The face that was familiar is no more.
I cannot see or love you as I did.
I wonder where to walk and where to rest.
My feverish ramblings do my half wit’s bid
The face that was familiar is no more
And my own eyes with weeping are now sore.
