.
couting days
counting hours
until i see your face;
i used to think,
but now i'm not sure what to...

i'm driving through your town
but your house is not where i am headed this time...
it's only a routine check-up, i say
but it feels like so much more...
i can't help but
replay
replay
replay
as i know you're only a mile away . . .

baby's breath
and side-walk daisies,
queen anne's lace
and roses;
they knew i left them for you
but now all that's there are thorns,
stuck in my gown but now it's all torn
as a stand where you left me,
left me waiting in the rain
in my ruby red shoes . . .

take me back, darling
to those long summer days
where warmth wrapped us into one
and nothing else mattered . . .

i didn't think i'd cry anymore
but darling i still think of you...
flying down grosebeck highway,
only a mile away from you...
i hear our songs
and it all comes back . . .

* f a d i n g . . . i ' m   f a d i n g . . .*
fading into you,
fading into me,
fading into us . . .
the flashbacks start and all i see is then . . .

the soft piano fades in
and sweet melodies echo
alongside your footsteps . . .
your sheer curtains and dusty window
and the way you looked up at me
as my hair fell upon your cheeks . . .
two heart beats but it sounds like one,
we spoke a language only we understood.
can we just go back to this? . . .
the way the blood pooled in your cheeks,
the were pink against mine
and you smiled as you held your eyes closed
darling, i didn't want to ever leave . . .

i could have stayed in that car with you forever
even if it meant i'd never be clever . . .
the piano softly fades,
like the phantom memory of your lips . . .
the sweet melodies fall,
just like i still do sometimes
when you look at me
with those all-knowing eyes . . .
.