I look at your picture too often
It helps keep your memory alive
It's not healthy they say to relive yesterday
But for me it's the way to survive
I must cling to what's gone if I've to go on
I can't face the future I've tried
Perhaps for the rest looking back isn't best
But for me it's the way to survive
When my heart aches I read all your letters
And the words make our love seem alive
They say I can't last if I live in the past
But for me it's the way to survive
I must cling to what's gone...
