In the after hours
I still think of you
Your voice soothes my mind
How it reminds me of home
In the after hours
I still find myself incomplete
All I can think about is you
How long til we'd meet again
In the after hours
Friends and family go to bed
I go to bed thinking about you
How much space is left
In the after hours
I can't sleep
Knowing you don't think about me
As much as I've been thinking about you
In the after hours
I suffer
When you're the only person I love in this world
I'd rather be alone
In the after-life
I'll find your voice
Listening to all the good things
They will be my after hours
