Does it matter that I sit here waiting br br Worlds apart, not knowing br br Whether I should sleep or wait br br Will your silence break, before I reach the grave? br br br I may be dead and gone before you realize br br Its been so long, since we connected. br br Why can’t I be angry and walk out br br Instead I wait with heartache br br br Why do I still cherish every moment spent with you br br Nor fight as others do? br br Why do I feel that my life bleeds away? br br Does it matter that I still love you.