viernes, 8 de abril de 2011
I don't want you thinking I'm unhappy
What is closer to the truth
Is if i lived til i was a hundred and two
I just don't think i'll ever get over you
Im no longer moved to drink strong wiskey
I shook the hand time and i knew
That if i lived til 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 still ringing in my ears
I still find peices of your presence here
Even after all these years
I don't want you thinking that i don't get asked to dinner
'cause im here to say i sometimes do
And even though i may seem to feel a touch of love
I just don't think i'll ever get over you
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