I miss my friend I don't know when I'll ever speak to him
I miss my friend, and feeling down I can't get up again
And will I, before I die, see his eyes rest on mine

I miss my friend I feel it when I'm losing who I am
I miss my friend, but when I close my eyes, I understand
We'd said back in time, "We are lost satellites"

I miss my friend and every now and then I need to hide
I miss my friend and sometimes I feel emptier inside
When the tide turns away all that remains is seaweed spray

I miss my friend
I miss my friend, but then again I know we are entwined
I miss my friend, but I can see the galaxy we hold inside.
And could I, before I die, see a sunset through your eyes?