PERCY:
When I look at you,
She is touching me.
I would reach for her,
But who can hold a memory?
And love isn't ev'rything.
That moonlight on the bed will melt away some day!
Oh, you were once that someone
who I followed like a star.
Then suddenly you changed
and now I don't know who you are.
Or could it be
that I never really knew you from the start?
Did I create a dream?
Was she a fantasy?

I miss her so ...
when I look at you.