Walk beside me a while, let me feel br Your presence; your absence surreal, br Often present; the lack of a presence br Now has past: the past, though is still present. br Bemused, my thoughts often take flight. br br Walk beside me a while, I will see br Your lenghtening shadow melt into mine br The air we breathe fragrant with sweet delight: br We can speak and smile or sulk or sigh br The clouds will look down and sail right on by. br br Walk beside me, let me feel again br The presence without the pain br Now that's what I call melancholic delight br You, your presence, your shadow, your voice br Befuddle my definitions of wrong and right. br br Walk beside me, for a while, do br You can, you could and you surely can br Grant what I've asked you for so long br Just to make another memory or to write br These paltry lines into another paltry song.