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