Everytime I see your face,
It reminds me of the places we used to go
But all I`ve got is a photograph,
And I realize you`re not coming back anymore
I thought I`d make it,
The day you went away
But I can`t take it,
Til you come home again to stay
I can`t get used to living here,
While my heart is broke, my tears, I cry in vain
I want you here to have and hold,
As the years go by and we grow old and grey
Now you`re expecting me to live without you
But that`s not something that I`m looking forward to ......
Everytime I see your face,
It reminds me of the places we used to go
But all I`ve got is a photograph,
And I realize you`re not coming back anymore