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Mar 2011
I remember your voice calling
I still hear those tear drops falling
Memories, chiming echoes in my head...

At first glance, I find myself missing
Your lips, they're made for kissing
And you say you miss the good ole' days

But we both listen to new bands now,
You wear a new ring on your hand now
And you still want me around anyways

Yeah, but I remember your voice calling
I can still hear those tear drops falling
Memories, of laying around in bed

Your pulse beating against my chest
Has got me spinning, my head a mess
And you still like the way I smell

I tried to let you move on now,
But you're still the one that I want now
And I can still make you laugh the same

I remember your voice calling
I still hear those tear drops falling
Memories, of kissing on summer days

It's time for me to grow up I guess,
To clean up my life, it's such a mess,
To find someone who makes me feel the same

But no one smiles quite like you do,
No one else makes me want to be true,
And you're the only one who calls me lame

Yeah, but I remember your voice calling
I can still hear those tear drops falling
Memories, of sunsets' dying rays

What can I really do?
When you've got me torn in two
I still want to kiss your tears away

In bed at the end of the day,
In my dreams, I get one more chance to say
That my heart doesn't beat, because
It's still with you
Yeah, I get one more chance to say
That after all this time,
I still love you...
I'm aware that the rhyme scheme is completely obliterated with the last bit, but I wanted it to reflect the confusing I felt at the time. Aside from that, I thought that it flowed rather smoothly.
Zak Edwards
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