(charles quillen/john priestley/jonathan clift)
At night the wind blows in the rain
Against the window pane
I hear you call my name
Your voice whispers in my ear
The words are still so dear
Its almost like youre here
I can almost feel your breathing
I can almost touch your face
You didnt know that youd be leaving
Memories time cannot erase
At night with feelings running deep
As I fall asleep
Its almost like youre here
In silence as I sit and stare
I see you sitting there
Brushing down your hair
And even through a blur of tears
The vision is so clear
Its almost like youre here
I can almost feel your breathing
I can almost touch your face
You didnt know that youd be leaving
Memories time cannot erase
At night the wind blows in the rain
Against the window pane
Its almost like youre here
Its almost like youre here