I know that its over its come to an end And I can't reply to the words that you send I know that you'll never go back to work But deep in the answers of life do you lurk I can't forget the red curtains you hung I can't even taste the wine on my tongue I realize your supper is just getting cold With no chance to be dignified and old You whose laughter I still hear You whose tears I still feel You whose hair I still touch If only in my heart