Ten long years, living a mere facade of life Ten long years, wasting my time on smoke and noise In my mind, I hear melodies pure and unearthly But I find I can't give them a voice without you My Christine, my Christine, lost and gone, lost and gone 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 hope pass, let dreams pass, let them die Without you, what are they for? I always feel no more than halfway real Till I hear you sing once more