Dianne Reeves

After hours
While the whole town is sleeping
I find my heart keeping a rendezvous
With the ghost of you
After hours
Haunting all the old places
I ask the same faces
For any news
It's the same old blues
Someday somewhere
I'll find you
And I'll keep searching till then
Knowing that when I find you
I'll start living again
So to bed
Though my vigil is ending
I'll still keep pretending
You're with me the rest of my days