[female
vocals] (
Soft
piano
chords
fade
in)
Yeah,
yeah
It's
been
too
long,
my
love
Just
counting
the
hours,
counting
the
days
Since
April
eighteen
I’
m
staring
at
the
calendar,
tracing
the
date
April
eighteenth,
the
day
that
sealed
my
fate
Since
you
left,
this
house
feels
like
a
cage
I’
m
flipping
through
the
chapters,
stuck
on
the
same
page
I
see
your
face
on
the
screen,
hear
your
voice
through
the
wire
But
digital
ghosts
only
fuel
the
fire
I’
m
tired
of
the
pixels,
I’
m
tired
of
the
glow
I
need
the
warmth
of
your
skin,
baby,
you
should
know
I
miss
you,
Musa,
my
missing
rib,
my
king
My
heart
is
silent,
waiting
for
you
to
sing
I
don’
t
want
to
dream,
I
want
you
in
the
light
Come
to
Kampala,
hold
me
through
the
night
My
sweetheart,
my
man,
when
will
you
be
here?
To
wipe
away
the
distance,
to
dry
every
tear
Every
night
feels
like
a
thousand
years
go
by
I
think
of
your
smile
and
I
start
to
cry
I’
m
craving
the
touch,
the
kisses,
the
way
you
hold
tight
Not
just
in
my
head,
not
just
in
the
middle
of
the
night
I’
m
done
with
the
waiting,
I’
m
done
with
the
space
I’
m
losing
my
mind
just
longing
for
your
embrace
I
need
you
to
be
the
priority
now
Put
the
world
on
hold,
baby,
show
me
how
I
miss
you,
Musa,
my
missing
rib,
my
king
My
heart
is
silent,
waiting
for
you
to
sing
I
don’
t
want
to
dream,
I
want
you
in
the
light
Come
to
Kampala,
hold
me
through
the
night
My
sweetheart,
my
man,
when
will
you
be
here?
To
wipe
away
the
distance,
to
dry
every
tear
Can
you
feel
the
ache
in
the
rhythm
of
my
soul?
Only
your
presence
can
make
me
feel
whole
I’
m
tired
of
the
screen,
I’
m
tired
of
the
wait
Come
back
to
Kampala
before
it’
s
too
late
Tell
me,
my
love,
when
are
you
coming
home?
I’
m
tired
of
these
empty
rooms,
I’
m
tired
of
the
lone
Other
things
can
follow,
other
things
can
wait
My
heart
is
hanging
heavy
at
the
garden
gate
I
need
your
reality,
not
a
memory
in
my
head
I
need
you
beside
me,
here
in
my
bed
So
tell
me
the
date,
tell
me
the
hour
You’
re
my
life,
my
love,
you’
re
my
only
power
I
miss
you,
Musa,
my
missing
rib,
my
king
My
heart
is
silent,
waiting
for
you
to
sing
I
don’
t
want
to
dream,
I
want
you
in
the
light
Come
to
Kampala,
hold
me
through
the
night
My
sweetheart,
my
man,
when
will
you
be
here?
To
wipe
away
the
distance,
to
dry
every
tear
Come
to
Kampala,
Musa
I’
m
waiting,
I’
m
still
waiting
My
king,
my
man
Just
come
back
home (
Piano
fades
out)