on the threshold of a dream
I pass the cafť where I ate with you
And turn back as I hear your voice.
I walk along the streets and remember
Your laughter through surrounding noise.
I sit in my room and see you as though
You were still here talking with me,
And the comfort and joy your presence gives
Keeps me from feeling so lonely.
I wake in the bed where I wanted to share
The love that you helped me find,
And through the day you feel so near
Itís hard to believe youíre just in my mind.
I know that I have no real claim on you,
Still Iím grateful for every day
The ghosts from your visit linger with me.
It makes you seem less far away.