Just As Though You Were Here

Just As Though You Were Here
music by John Benson Brooks (at piano in slide)
lyric by Edgar DeLange (right)

I'll wake each morning and I'll promise to laugh.
I'll say good morning to your old photograph,
Then I'll speak to you, dear, just as though you were here.

'When purple shadows start to welcome the dark,
I'll take the same old stroll we took through the park,
And I'll cling to you, dear, just as though you were here.

But I know so well that distance and time will finally tear us apart,
The farther you go, the longer you stay, the deeper the doubts in my heart.

Each night before I wander off into sleep,
I'll bring to light the tears I've buried so deep,
Then I'll kiss you, my dear, just as though you were here.

And when I hear a lonesome train,
I'm afraid I'll think of all those trips we never quite made;
Fragile dreams that we planned, then I'll reach for your hand,
Just as though, just as though you were here.