| Lyrics: | (Eddie De Lange, J.B.Brooks)
[Recorded September 24, 1974, Hollywood]
[instrumental
strings intro]
I'll wake each morning and I'll promise to laugh
I'll say "Good morning"
to your old photograph
Then I'll speak to you, dear, just as though you were here
When
purple shadows start to welcome the dark
I'll take the same old stroll we took through the
park
And I'll cling to you, dear, just as though you were here
But I know so well that
distance and time will finally tear us apart
The farther you go, the longer you stay, the deeper
the doubts in my heart
Each night before I wander off into sleep
I'll bring to light
the tears I've buried so deep
Then I'll kiss you, my dear, just as though you were
here
[instrumental break-horns, harp, and strings]
And when I hear a lonesome
train, I'm afraid
I'll think of all those trips we never quite made
Fragile dreams that we
planned
Then I'll reach for your hand
Just as though, just as though you were here |
