Tekster: Poe. Haunted. If You Were Here.

Daughter:
If you were here
I know that you would
Truly be amazed
At what's become of what you made
If you were here
You would know how I treasured every day
How every single word you spoke
Echoes in me like a memory of hope

When you were here
You could not feel the value that I placed
On every look that crossed your face
When you were here
I did not know just how I had embraced
All that you hid behind your face
Could not hide from me
'cause it hid in me too

Father:
How are you tiger? This is great fun, to be able to talk with you, like this--in fact I'm going to do it more often

Daughter:
Now that I'm here I hear you
And wonder if maybe you can hear yourself

Father:
(laughs)

Daughter:
Ringing in me now that you're somewhere else

Father:
I miss you a lot

Daughter:
'Cause I hear your strange music gentle and true

Father:
I'm sharing with you some of my reflections

Daughter:
Singing inside me with the best parts of you
Now that I'm here

Father:
But I'm so proud of everything you do there
I love you most

Daughter:
I hope somewhere you hear them too

Father:
Next time I see you you'll proudly sing it back to me

Daughter:
Now that I'm here
I love you

It's okay you can go now