One Last Glimpse Letra

[Narrator] I began to forget things. Not about work, of course; my knowledge and skill in doing my job only improved after the changes. I forgot Jane's birthday and her cat's name. I couldn't remember whether she liked chocolate or walks in the park. I didn't care either. I was only home a few hours a day to sleep. It barely registered with me that she was there most of the time, and that made it difficult for me to recognize that at some point, she had left.