I’ve been running from old feelings
I’ve been hiding from the ghosts
Of memories that haunt me
Of love that meant the most
I’ve been chasing after rainbows
Looking for that pot of gold
Now, I sit here empty handed
Feeling lonely, growing old
In a hall that’s lined with mirrors
Reflecting on my past
Faceless pictures looking back
Never meant to last
But it seems I run in circles
That lead me back to you
Memories, both good and bad
A love forever true
It’s funny, but it isn’t
It’s happy, but it’s sad
That love that was and is somehow
The best I’ve ever had
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