Over my shoulder I see
There is someone that should have been me
She is standing where I used to be
Only yesterday

I wait for the phone to ring
Or words that your letter may bring
Love is the saddest thing
When it's flown away

I look at the wind and the rain
Making pictures on my window pain
As they spell out the letters of your name
In the strangest way

I listen for voices to call
Or the sound of your step down the hall
But I know I imagine it all
And you've gone away