every time i see your face
it reminds me of the places we used to go
but all i've got is a photograph
and i realize you're not coming back anymore
but i can't make it till you come home again to stay
i can't get used to
i want you living here when my heart is broke
my tears i cry for you
i want you here to have and hold
as the years go by and we grow old and grey
without you
but that's not something that i'm looking forward to
i can't get used to living here when my heart is broke
my tears i cry for you
i want you here to have and hold
as the years go by and we grow old and grey
every time i see your face
it reminds me of the places we used to go
but all i've got is a photograph
and i realize you're not coming back anymore
every time i see your face
it reminds me of the places we used to go
but all i've got is a photograph
and i realize you're not coming back anymore
every time i see your face
it reminds me of the places