Sitting on the terrace
a perfect summer day
is how I like to remember us
before you went away
Too painful to remember
memories close to the heart
Time will never heal them
now we are apart
Under the sheets I hide
Away from reality’s trace
There my dreams are endless
there I see your face
And so the bench lies empty
can’t bear to sit alone
Curtains drawn, windows closed
outside world blocked
I’ve lost my home
