Leaving everyone behind. Does anybody care? I may never see their face again. Thinking about them, I often forget about you, and the reason why I am really here. But It's your hand that leads me. It's pulling me in. I'll never forget this, no, because I'm nothing. What have I done? And who have I become? I'm nothing compared to you. Nothing. Standing now I realize, I'm shorter than before. Can I help it, or am I the one to blame? The sky has fallen upon me, And now I can't see that I'm simply human, and you remain unchanged