“Feel” by One Hand Clapping

Without your sunshine
My flowers will never bloom
If you could just sit here for one moment
I'll follow you to your tomb
My kid gloves will never be worn again
Because there's no sense to that
I can't handle that kind of self-pity
Just like a silly old rat

Every time I re-light the lantern
      I can feel your eyes
      And I can feel your mind
      And I can feel a new sense of pride

I still feel myself drifting
From a long lost friend
Even though nothing is broken
I still feel the need to mend

I can sit for hours just thinking
Of how it used to be
We can start it up
And never let it cease

You are a granted wish
From above down to me
There is no compromise
I wouldn't take to my life