I know it may sound twisted, like a crazy lunatic, |
Haunting Memories I hear the lonesome whistle of a distant railroad train, As visions of you dance quietly through my brain. Where are you now I wonder? Whose arms are you now in? I wish I could wave a magic wand and start it all again. I’d tell you that I love you and want you every day; I'd hold your hand and kiss your lips and beg for you to stay. I’d be a better man, the kind you’d want of me. If only you were here right now, I’m sure that you would see. My friends tell me to move along, that it is only smart, But how can I find someone new when you still own my heart? I know it would be cleaver to get you off my mind, But living without you in this place is a place I cannot find. I wake up every morning and your face is all I see; It follows me throughout the day and just won’t let me be. I see the image of who we were and who we have become, Haunting memories that won’t let go, where do they all come from? I know it may sound twisted, like a crazy lunatic, But I know you and you know me and you know that I’m not sick. It is love that compels me; It keeps me hanging on. I know that you’re away for now, but someday you’re coming home. For now I’ll keep awaiting, I’ll keep looking at the door, Someday that door will open and you’ll be gone no more. ….. |