No matter how many hours i sleep

or how many hours i watch

or how many hours i cry

you’re always in the back of my mind

As i walk through the halls i’m in search for your familiar face

I strain to hear your soothing voice

memorizing every moment together

and when i sleep i seem to dream of you

but as my dreams turn to memories

and your photo burns to nothing

your number just a random sequence

you start to shrink, fade, die out of my mind

im searching for a new familiar face

a new soothing voice

a new memory

a new dream

Im in a need for a new stranger