There's an echo in my mind
of a time so long ago
when I used to pass your door so very
often
There's a
memory I recall
was it summer or the fall
do you ever think about us or not at
all
Could it be my imagination
when I
left you at the station
did you walk away holding someone else's hand
did you walk away holding someone else's hand
Was I wrong, did I misjudge you
or perhaps I never knew you
should I just remove the echoes from
my mind
Am I wrong to think about us
should I forget those times forever
Am I a fool to think that you would
even care
Are the echoes and the memories
that I thought we'd shared together
all
shattered and dissolved in clouds of time
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