I was waiting by the bus stop when I noticed your reflection
in the window of a shop across the road.
I put my bags down on the pavement and I waved for your attention
but you\'d gone before I even said hello.
Then I realised that your image could have only been a mirage,
because you were dead and buried long ago.
I could see the bus arriving so I picked up my belongings.
Don\'t you think the time has come to let me go?