A Crouching Tiger Waits for Prey That Never Comes Lyrics

What is the sound that creeps through my window as I try to sleep? What does your voice sound like when it's being carried by the wind? I've been catching fragments. You've been getting dark. Sometimes I hope this emptiness, this nothing that I feel, is a sign that you don't think of me anymore. Can you feel it when I think of you? I've known you too long to have just forgotten the words to your song, so why can't I hear it sung on the breeze? I could pick your voice out from a choir of everybody's prayers but mine, so why can't I remember the way that you sounded back when you told me you loved me? I can't hear your voice if I cannot see your face. I don't want you to know what I've been thinking. I've been thinking things are better when I'm gone.