I didn't know how much you loved me because when we were together you covered my eyes. I didn' t know then, how happy I was because even if you hid, my embrace as small. It isn't till after I've been taught seperation, I know. I count to ten and when I turn around I can't move a step because I feel, like a habit, that you just might call out to me, that you just might look for me. I count to ten and when I turn around I can't move a step because I feel, like a habit, that you just might call out to me, that you just might look for me. It wouldn't be too late right? It wouldn't be I couldn't see you hiding because the world is so big and spacious? The more I count the stars and the more the days go I'll wait, even if it's hard and painful. When the day comes that you come back, I won't let you go again. I'm practicing, today too, how to walk backwards.