(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