| Hallelujah |
| I’m listening to a recording of you sleeping next to me |
| A capella |
| I’m listening to you cover Elliott Smith’s 'Angeles' |
| It’s these times I’ll need if you go |
| It’s these times I’ll need if you go |
| So |
| Get better, my darling |
| I know you will |
| Get better, my darling |
| I know you will get better |
| I’m drawn to the motorway |
| The cold whoosh of trucks passing |
| This night-time under sodium light |
| The orange spread is soul-quieting |
| A younger you and a younger me |
| Meeting at the Serpentine |
| I am yours |
| You are mine |
| Happy birthday |
| Staff smuggled in a card I made |
| It rests under your pillow |
| When out of ICU, you’ll cringe at all the «I love yous» |
| That card retired the life of one biro |
| At this time, I wanted you to know |
| At this time, I wanted you to know |
| Get better, my darling |
| I hope you will |
| Get better, my darling |
| I hope you will get better |
| I’ll start the day with tiramisu |
| Raise a spoon to frontline workers |
| An underfunded principle |
| They risk all to be there for us |
| A younger you and a younger me |
| Meeting at the Serpentine |
| I am yours |
| You are mine |
| You were the baker |
| I’ll christen this new era |
| With the smell of freshly-baked bread |
| Your Nutella, I’ll keep it in the cellar |
| You were always a fan of that spread |
| Six months on, there’s a car crash outside |
| The fire brigade using the jaws of life |
| No flush at night to sound your return |
| I still pretend you’re only out of sight |
| Front garden bouquet, I threw it at the fire brigade |
| I was admonished and told to go back inside |
| From the living-room window |
| I stand and watch the white sheet go |
| Over the family car and I close my eyes |
| I still pretend you’re only out of sight in another room |
| Smiling at your phone |
| I still pretend you’re only out of sight in another room |
| Smiling at your phone |
| I still pretend you’re only out of sight in another room |
| Smiling at your phone |
| I still pretend you’re only out of sight in another room |
| Smiling at your phone |
| I still pretend |
| A younger me, a younger you |
| Meeting at the Serpentine |
| The beginning of spring |
| You wore those yellow ripped jeans |
| Your look defined my 2009 |
| Your shyness stoked my boldness |
| «Shall we go in?» I smiled |
| Your hand warmed, walking through the gallery |
| (Get better) |
| I know I will |
| (Get better) |
| My darling |
| I know I will |