I thought of you with love today, But that is nothing new. I thought about you yesterday, And days before that too. I think of you in silence, I often speak your name. All I have are memories, And your picture in a frame. Your memory's my keepsake, With which I'll never part. God has you in his keeping, I have you in my heart.

I am I and you are you, whatever we were to each other that we still are. Speak to me in the easy way which you always used. Why should I be out of mind because I am out of sight? Life means all that it ever meant, it is the same as it ever was.