The Missing Piece

The city is cold again towards me today
Sunshine is shining gray, but the rays warm me up anyway
In the dark there is still a sound
Nothing changes
But I can hear you sing
I never heard you sing
Never hold your hand, nor felt you
But I can hear you
I can feel you
Near me
I am near you
Can’t see in front of me, the faces look at me
Strangers feel like gray waves
And I wish I could dig into the ground
But then I hear that one sound
From the underground
And I can remember it clearly
I know it’s you
But then again I never saw you sing
Never knew who you are
Yet you are the bright star
That shines for me
The missing piece, I am searching for.