As I am walking I can still feel your hands in mine,
still feel your warm skinn a picture of sunshine,
still hear your footsteps smaller than mine.
As I am walking I think about you, dream about you, still care about you.
Hunger for you, searching for you yet knowing the truth.
As I was walking I realized I lost you felt like frustration.
As I was walking I realized nothing was compared to the pain of our separation.