After You're Gone

After you're gone

How will I go to work?

Who will I phone

To talk through the silent evening

After you're gone?
You're part of my life,

A piece of my tapestry.

On what rock Will my castle rest

After you're gone?
Time will turn

But without hands.

How will I eatWithout my day on your dish

After you're gone?
You're the only place

I can put myself.

No hopes or dreams

Can fill my tumbling days

After you're gone.