He is gone and I love him still

He is gone and I love him still
 He is gone and I always will

 It was a lilting voice, rising over the rattle,
 Gone as it began.
 As the singer realized her song could be heard.
 She stopped and stared at her hands.
  
 Now she was humming, something somehow familiar 
 I closed my eyes to hear
 Grabbed the pole and felt the car’s motion
 She made everything disappear.
  
 Now I was far from the clamor
 Savored that trip for a while. 
 The singer, she stopped and I opened my eyes
 She looked at me, a hint of a smile.
  
 He is gone and I love him still
 He is gone and I always will
  
 I was embarrassed for having invaded
 Her private act in that public space
 We had our unique moment
 She put me in her private place.
  
 The train hit a curve and then it was slowing
 And stopped with a screech.
 She gathered her things, then she was going
 She left and was gone from my reach.
  
 He is gone and I love him still
 He is gone and I always will
  
 I was alone, packed with the suits and the tourists,
 The song staying with me.
 I closed my eyes and I was transported
 To a place open and free.
  
 Sometimes I walk and my mind starts to wander
 The song is suddenly there
 And I think of the woman who was the singer
 And of that moment we shared.
  
 He is gone and I love him still
 He is gone and I always will