From time to time I think about him I remember as though it was yesterday Though many years have come between us And he's probably a million miles away
And sometimes in the night I start remembering Those half forgotten words he used to say It's funny how it all keeps coming back to me But what's the use pretending that he'd never gone away
And halfway through the night I start imagining Those wild and crazy games we used to play The laugh I miss so much The tender loving touch That always seems to end halfway
And then I pull myself together And I think why should he matter anyway And so I pick up all the pieces And I try to live my life from day to day
Those letters that I always meant to throw away But somehow I could never fine the time The cobwebs I just couldn't seem to blow away Are little things like mountains I can never seem to climb
And halfway through the night I start remembering Those tender words that took my breath away The song was incomplete The wine was bittersweet For lives that couldn't meet halfway
Then halfway through the night I start imagining No matter who was right or who was wrong The feeling that he might not be so very far away Still holds a fascination like an old familiar song
And halfway through the night I start remembering That what we had was just a caberet A game of let's pretend A stranger for a friend A love that had to end halfway