You Are There

In the evening

When the kettle's on for tea

An old familiar feeling

Settles over me

And it's your face I see

And I believe that you are there

In a garden

When I stop to touch a rose

And feel the petals soft and sweet

Against my nose

I smile, and I suppose that

Somehow, maybe you are there

When I'm dreaming

And I find myself awake without a warning

And I rub my eyes and fantasize

And all at once I realize

It's morning

When I'm dreaming

And I find myself awake without a warning

And I rub my eyes and fantasize

And all at once I realize

It's morning

And my fantasy is fading

Like a distant star at dawn

My dearest dream is gone

I often think there's

Just one thing to do

Pretend the dream was true

And tell myself

That you are there