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Forget The Feeling
I'm waiting to form a line
To be honest in what I say
I stopped to moving on
I built a frame to fit around your head
A season of silence passed
Days of dust upon your photograph
If all I have are faded memories
How can I write your story?
I remember the melody of a song
But the words always escape my head
Reduced to the plot of a book I read
I recall your face, but forget the feeling
I lost everything of yours, but a ring
I have nothing to give back to you
All I have is what I made
All I have is a song, that I can sing
An old dream I had last night
A blue and red rocket outside my door
A knock and a brief exchange
He asked me will I stay another year
I tell him I need a home
A great big farmhouse where we both can roam
A beatific laugh, then he replies
You should do what you want
I remember the melody of the song
But the words always escape my head
Reduced to the plot of a book I read
I recall your face, but forget the feeling
I lost everything of yours, but a ring
I have nothing to give back to you
All I have is what I made
All I have is a song, that I can sing
Kathy says that time tried to change her
Oh, she maintains for those still waking up
Still coming home
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Still coming home
Oh, she maintains for those still waking up
Kathy says that time tried to change her
All I have is a song, that I can sing
All I have is what I made
I have nothing to give back to you
I lost everything of yours, but a ring
I recall your face, but forget the feeling
Reduced to the plot of a book I read
But the words always escape my head
I remember the melody of the song
You should do what you want
A beatific laugh, then he replies
A great big farmhouse where we both can roam
I tell him I need a home
He asked me will I stay another year
A knock and a brief exchange
A blue and red rocket outside my door
An old dream I had last night
All I have is a song, that I can sing
All I have is what I made
I have nothing to give back to you
I lost everything of yours, but a ring
I recall your face, but forget the feeling
Reduced to the plot of a book I read
But the words always escape my head
I remember the melody of a song
How can I write your story?
If all I have are faded memories
Days of dust upon your photograph
A season of silence passed
I built a frame to fit around your head
I stopped to moving on
To be honest in what I say
I'm waiting to form a line
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