Everything reminds me of you
Simple and beloved things
Things of you, of everyday life
As if they wait along with me
For you [bad word]  even if it dawns for the last time

All our love fills the room
Like a song we both used to sing
Faces and words and the dream that creaks
When it dawns, what will be real

Everything reminds me of you
Simple and beloved things
Things of you, of everyday life

Everything reminds me of you
Even our best friends
Some in the tavern, some at the movies
Alone, I read the letter you once sent me
Before we kissed for our last time

All our love fills the room
Like a song we both used to sing
Faces and words and the dream that creaks
When it dawns, what will be real

Everything reminds me of you
Simple and beloved things
Things of you, of everyday life.-