Слот - Something’s Missing

The metro doors too soon have closed. 
Our eyes had met, so I suppose 
at least you are out there (Yes, I’m alive) 
and no, it is not fair (Yes, you’re alive)

The beginning and end in tandem and now I wonder 
“is fate without fate.” Don’t know why, but dial a random number. 
[a random number] 

How can anyone bare? (Yes, we’re alive) 
This life is not fair.

Caught at the crossroads like two falling 
star-crossed lonelies. Voices calling... 
There’s something missing. Feel two hearts impale... 
Something’s missing from this fairy tale.

As someone calls my telephone 
the voice I hear to me unknown 
maybe from somewhere 
(So sorry I, have bothered you, tried to get through, I dialed a two) 
(What should I do, I never knew, you never knew... goodbye.) 
but could that be you there? 

To be or not be - the theory of probability 
to face what I fear 
Will I always feel incomplete til you’re near? 
[incomplete ‘til you’re near]

How can anyone bare (In all the world) 
When this life is not fair. 
This love is not fair.

[Repeat Chorus]

Upon the crossroad, of the cosmos 
where there’s no road-maps to guide those 
Among the lost, how to plot our course 
when there’s no way, you can find the source?

Caught at the crossroads like two falling 
star-crossed lonelies. Voices calling... 
There’s something missing that should be by me. 
Something’s missing my eyes want to see. 
My eyes want to see.