Calculate that stony gaze
Your mind is miles away
Into waters, unknown
And all the while I sit here,
What troubles plague your mind?
No more registration for the world around you,
All you see is all you see.
And all the while I sit here,
Blinking hasn't become necessary,
In this dark, dark room,
The dark room inside your head
And all the while I sit here,
Your skin is tinted a faint blue
The windows were left open,
And the winter frost now chills your blood,
And all the while I sit here,
I sit here waiting for the response that is inevitable,
The movement that warms my soul,
The eyes that have become so comfortably familiar, to swivel my way,
It may not happen today. But I've learned to wait on you.