Hazel

I see your outline in the sun With a book of poems and your slippers on In the sitting room, in the sitting room Now, I hear you whisper in the dark Sitting up in the night with your head in your arms In the empty home, in the empty home And in the dawn, when the sparrows sing From the cherry tree that you had put in I'll watch the sun lie across the lawn Like all the times that you did before I'll never know which books you read Or your darkest fear as you lay in bed But I'll share your room, yeah, I'll share your room In the kitchen where you cut your arm Left your blood on the floor where the kids were born So the life goes on, so the life goes on And in the evening, when the moon is bright And the stars are hiding in the city lights I'll watch the fire flicker on the wall Where you once hung pictures when you were small Oh, Hazel, how could I forget? I live in your house, but we've never met Oh, where have you gone? Oh, where have you gone? And I'll share your dreams and put them with mine And I'll keep them safe until I die Then I'll pass them on, yeah, I'll pass them on