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...