Till I Hear You Sing - John Owen-Jones, Andrew Lloyd Webber

The day starts, the day ends

Time crawls by

Night steals in, pacing the floor

The moments creep

Yet I can’t bear to sleep

Till I hear you sing

And weeks pass, and months pass

Seasons fly

Still you don’t walk through the door

And in a haze

I count the silent days

Till I hear you sing once more

And sometimes at night time

I dream that you are there

But wake holding nothing but the empty air

And years come, and years go

Time runs dry

Still I ache down to the core

My broken soul

Can’t be alive and whole

Till I hear you sing once more

And music, your music

It teases at my ear

I turn and it fades away and you’re not here

Let hopes pass, let dreams pass

Let them die

Without you, what are they for?

I’ll always feel

No more than halfway real

Till I hear you sing once more