It’s strange how this distance
Seems to diminish my existance
It would be impossible for those weak at heart
To even think about playing my part

But… many times I don’t see myself as strong
Only as small and meek and wrong…
However in our conversations I cannot deny
That you tell me only the truth, and not a single lie

All I can do is shrug
because I know you’re right
But I wish I could give you a hug
And thank you for being my light…