Alone On The Floor

I see you standing there, alone.

The lights light up your skin.

And you speak, unaware of what you mean to me.

And I watch; helpless.

If I called out to you, you wouldn't hear.

And if I cried? You'd be blind to me.

Yet somehow I can feel your eyes robbing me of everything.

Then you leave me laying here.

Alone on the floor.