You may be miles and miles away,
But still you're with me everyday.
The miles just seem to disappear,
Making believe you're here.
Each night when I sit down to dine,
You're in the chair across from mine,
Your smile erases every tear,
Making believe you're here.
The photograph,
You tore in half,
Is back in the frame again.
But once a heart,
Is torn apart,
It's never the same again.
This lonely dream I'm clinging to,
Is not at all like holding you.
And yet it's all that I can do,
Until you do appear.
I've got to make believe,
You're here.
The photograph,
You tore in half,
Is back in the frame again.
But once a heart,
Is torn apart,
It's never the same again.
This lonely dream I'm clinging to,
Is not at all like holding you.
And yet it's all that I can do,
Until you do appear.
I've got to make believe,
You're here.