In the darkness of my room
Tracing shadows left behind
There’s a dip in my pillow still
Where your head came to rest

Press my face into the crease
To chase the scent you left behind
I find the memory of your touch
A ghost that haunts, but it’s not loss

“Through hellfire,” you once said
Through the pain of distance shared
I wake to find my pillow wet
and reach out, but you’re still gone

I take a plunge into the deep
Against your chest, where I find sleep
A gentle ring of my phone
You tell me home doesn’t feel like home

And I will meet you there
Your voice will fill the air
And then I feel you here
Again, I hold you near

Long hours on the phone
I hear your smile when I weep
Three words whispered into dawn
When your world looks for sleep

Jeg hvisker at jeg elsker deg
Du svarer: «Du er alt for meg.»
Vi jager ingen illusjon
Du kaller det intensjon

Og vi møtes der
Din stemme føles kjær
Jeg føler at du er her
Igjen så føles du nær

And I will meet you there
Your voice will fill the air
And then I feel you here
Again, I hold you near

Og vi møtes der
Din stemme føles kjær
Jeg føler at du er her
Igjen så føles du nær