Hey you, out there in the cold
Getting lonely, getting old
Can you feel me?

Hey you, standing in the aisles
With itchy feet and fading smiles
Can you feel me?

Hey you, don’t help them
to bury the light
Don’t give in without a fight

Hey you out there on your own
Sitting naked by the phone
Would you touch me?

Hey you with you ear against the wall
Waiting for someone to call out
Would you touch me?

Hey you, would you help me
to carry the stone?

Open your heart, I’m coming home
But it was only fantasy
The wall was too high
As you can see
No matter how he tried
He could not break free
And the…

Pink Floyd

Hey you
Miss you like a ton