You keep on going, and running, trying

to uncover what's beneath the veiling

fog that surrounds your life's movements.
All the while, your heart searches, and searches,
without ever knowing what the quest truly is.
You just go, and go, never pausing to think

that the answer, you may have it already...  
Yet you keep on searching just the same, 
far away from everything, from everyone, 
without really knowing where to go or why.

And the days get colder for you, who isn't finding,

and for me, who's waiting for you to remember.