Now and then when day is done
and I am all alone...
Sometimes I turn your memory on
not telling anyone.
I set the table still for two
and fix your favorite meal
pretending I am here with you,
to tell you how I feel.
Then suddenly I realize
that yesterday is gone.
You wanted me to recognize
I must go on alone.
But now and then I just can't help
but wish that you were here.
I wish it only for myself
because I want you near.
And yet I know you rest in peace
and you are free from pain.
So for this reason I am pleased.
Someday we'll meet again.