back to where i started...
so... i've figured out a lot of things... and all those things i figured out are things that i've screwed up...
Without you here there is less to say
I don't want you thinking I'm unhappy
What is closer to the truth
That if I lived till I was 102
I just don't think I'll ever get over you
That if I lived till I could no longer climb my stairs
I just don't think I'll ever get over you
Your face it dances and it haunts me
Your laughter's still ringing in my ears
I still find pieces of your presence here
Even after all these years
I just don't think I'll ever get over you
If I lived till I was 102
I just don't think I'll ever get over you