I wish I could believe That somehow you were still here But it's just too hard to stop the tears. I cannot find a happy place, 'Cause everywhere there is a hole. And everytime you are not there, There's a falling in my soul.
I wish I could believe That any moment now your feet Would come crunching down this path. I cannot stop the tears from falling Like the cold, black waters of Merrimack, And there is no comfort in this crying When I keep wishing you were back.
I wish I could believe, That you were sitting next to me. I thought sitting by this stream Would stop the streaming of my eyes, But my sorrow cannot be sated, When what was sweet, now is hated.