Past away

And if you listen to me: I miss you. 

And if you hear me now: I need you. 

Where did you go? 'Cause you’re not gone. 

Everyone knows that something is wrong, the wires were cut and i'm alone.
And do you ever want me? Do you ever need me? 

I know that you left before goodbye and its okay, there’s always another day.
And anytime you want me? Anytime you see me? 

I don’t think you meant to say goodbye, but it's okay, there’s always another day. 

Your voice comes in and now it's fading. I cant believe this, is so frustrating. 

'Cause you never seems to understand and you let me slip straight through your hands. 

And how does it feel to be alone?