There will be shoulders pressing in the hall and I won't know if you're here at all there will be wine and drinking in the yard there won't be anybody very hard there will be lots of things that we can do and all and more will be for you everything I knew I tried with you but everything to you was never easy so I went ahead around my world I saw the things you do arriving by your side to see you looking too but I know this. I know, I never lied to you it's been just like you're gone for just one day for so long! It's been so hard to bear with you not there but though I think of you, the things you do when I'm with you, to be with you, to be alone...can only think: "Why I am here? What's meant to be?"