michael feinstein - You Are There
In the evening
When the cattle's on for tea
An old familiar feeling settles over me
And it's your face I see
And I believe that you are there
In the garden
When I stop to touch a rose
And feel the petal soft and sweet
Against my nose
I smile and I suppose
That somehow maybe you are there
When I'm dreaming
And I find myself awake
Without a warning
And I rub my eyes
And fantasize
And all at once
I realize
It's morning
And my fantasy is fading
Like a distant star of dawn
My dearest dream is gone
I often think
There's just one thing to do
Pretend the dream is true
And tell myself
That you are there