I still see your face
Sometimes, out of the corner of my eye
I turn around to meet you
But there is nothing but a lonely wind blowing.

I watch the people around me
I fade in and out of their lives
I am afraid of what they see in my eyes.
Can they see the sadness and the pain?

I turn around and trudge on
Convinced that someone waits for me
But all I see is shades of gray 
And others who don't understand.