(Alex Lifeson)

He opens the book-looks at the scenes from yesterday

How they laughed and loved and lived before the grew old and gray Now

he sits alone in his room, and the clock ticks away

Together they enjoyed all life's beauty and all it's fears

The lonelycry of his soul falls only on his ears

Each page's photo marked with the stain of his tears

He didn't know what to do

He didn't know what might come

Nothing was all that was left to him

Nothing was left when she was gone

The heart has a memory so strong

It remembers every right and every wrong

On those pages of his long, lonely life

He can only see his wife

He said