"Coming Back"

Where are you...

 when I am burned and broken?
While the days slip by from my window watching
Where are you...

 when I am hurt and helpless?
Because the things you say...

 and the things you do... surround me
While you are hanging yourself on someone else's words
Dying to believe in what you hear...
I am staring straight into the shining sun

 and still I keep coming back...

Lost in thought... 

and lost in time
While the seeds of life and the seeds of change are planted...
Outside the rain falls dark and slow
While I ponder on this dangerous but irresistible pastime
I take a heavenly ride through our silence
I know the moment has arrived...
For killing the past and coming back to life

 and still I keep coming back.

I take a heavenly ride through our silence
I know the waiting has begun
And headed straight...into the shining sun.

 how many times must I keep coming back?