From the recording One For The Lads

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(Andrew Lloyd Webber, Glenn Slater)

Lyrics

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
'Til 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
'Til 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
'Til 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
'Til I hear you sing once more