Again, as the day begins, I check for signs of change.
I check, I check, and I check again, but something is strange…
Nothing is different, I’ve got no message, nothing is coming through.
Is it all that hard, is it so terrible to want some sign from you?
Yes, I know, I’m aware of what I said,
But that doesn’t necessarily mean my feelings are dead…
I want to feel that passion, feel that burn,
But after you, the heat is gone, I have to learn.
Nothing is really the same even though there’s nothing different.
I guess, in a way, I was kind of hoping that you would be persistent…