I wish you were here to get underfoot, I wish you were here to get in my way, To call me from work, to call me to play, I wish you were here again. Oh what did I do that had to be done, And what did I read that had to be read, When I might have turned to watch you instead, I wish you were here again. The monuments rise, the monuments fall, The papers are signed and turn into chaff, But I can recall the sound of your laugh, I wish you were here again. I wish you were here to get underfoot, I wish you were here to get in my way, To call me from work, to call me to play, I wish you were here again.