I hear you still though you don't know you think I moved on so long ago
But softly rings your voice in me, inside where none can hear or see
the thoughts I hid, buried not well. The secrets to you I didn't need to tell.
So sing for me, I know you will, and when I drift away I'll hear you still.
Your beautiful voice haunts me in the night. How can I bear to sleep without your sweet lullaby? Yet part of me doesn't want to try. You are too far away from where I lie.
I should have said something before before it was too late