(rare verse: time is a healer, but it cannot heal my heart. my mind says i've forgotten you, and then i feel my heart. the miles lie between us, but your fingers touch my own. you're nearer, far away from me, for you're too much my own.)
you're nearer than my head is to the pillow. nearer than the wind is to the willow. dearer than the rain is to the earth below, precious as the sun to the things that grow. you're nearer than the ivy to the wall is, nearer than the winter to the fall is. leave me -- but when you're away you'll know you're nearer, for i love you so.