Perséfone.

cause you don\'t know what is like when you cant go back

I hate it when you\'re here,

And I hate in so many ways when you\'re not

Because you\'re here when I let you be

Cause you\'re here when I imagine you\'re still by my side

When I draw your silhouette in the middle of a crowd

Or when I verse you in the night

Because you\'re here when I conceive that I got you

Only because in reality I don\'t