Till I hear you sing

I do not own The Covenant in any way. All the lyrics belong to Andrew Lloyd Webber.

The day starts, the day ends
Time crawls by
Night steals in, pacing the floor
The moments creep,
Yet I can't bear to sleep
Till I hear you sing

I could still hear her voice.

She used to sing me to sleep every night.

Now that she's gone, I can't sleep.

I lay awake at night and stare at her side of the bed that she used to sleep on.

And weeks pass, and months pass
Seasons fly
Still you don't walk through the door
And in a haze
I count the silent days
Till I hear you sing once more.

I waited for her to return to me, but she never did. I laid in bed for days, just listening to the silence. I probably couldn't even tell you what day it was.

And sometimes at night time
I dream that you are there
But wake holding nothing but the empty air

"Caleb", I heard her whisper.

I opened my eyes and there was Alexi (A-lex-say). I grabbed her face and kissed her.

I awoke and found her gone.

It was only a dream.

I turned on my stomach and buried my face in my pillow. I, Caleb Danvers, had finally broken down. I cried all night.

And years come, and years go
Time runs dry
Still I ache down to the core
My broken soul
Can't be alive and whole
Till I hear you sing once more

I dragged myself out of bed for breakfast.

My mother kissed the top of my head. My one and only love had missed my birthday.

But that wasn't what I was upset about.

I just missed her and wanted her in my arms again.

And music, your music
It teases at my ear
I turn and it fades away and you're not here

I wandered around the silent mansion, until I found the music room. I sat down at the grand piano.

Her favorite song, "Beneath a moonless night", from Love Never Dies remained on the piano.

I sniffed as my fingers played that haunting melody. "And yet I won't regret/From now until I die/The night I can't forget/Beneath a moonless sky", I softly sang.

Let hopes pass, let dreams pass
Let them die
Without you, what are they for?
I'll always feel
No more than halfway real
Till I hear you sing once more

"Coney isle glistening and glimmering/Rising bright drenched with light/See it smile beckon and shimmering/All agleam like a dream/Every fantasy set free/Sodom rising by the sea", a small voice sang.

I spun around, knocking the piano bench to the ground. "Alexi", I breathed.

"Yeah Cale. I'm back", she said.

I ran up to her and slammed my lips onto hers.

"Nice singing by the way", she said.

For the first time in years, I smiled.