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Author: Vira Fern
Fiction Rated: K - English - Romance/Tragedy - Reviews: 3 - Published: 06-10-07 - Updated: 06-10-07 - Complete - id:2374445

The only way I can see your face
Is through a photograph now
Even those faint glimpses
Can’t satisfy somehow

Time has grown on us
And wore you thin
Now I’m all that left
Of our true love’s sin

How can time move so quickly?
When all you want it to do is stop
How can I pack away our memories?
Without a second thought

As I step on the gas to drive away
From this town where I once loved you
I remember what you used to say,

“Sometimes I wish that we were older
So we could lie awake at night
Just staring at each other
Pretending everything’s all right
But even when we’re older
Nothing will want to work our way
So we’ll have to save this love
For another day.”

I drive down the highway
Just like the picture in my mind
Would play when you talked about
Leaving this place behind

But everything is mixed up
Cause I am older nowadays
And you’re still the same
In my mind your young face won’t fade away

How could I have wanted us to grow older?
Now that I know what time can bring
Why can’t I make my heart move onward?
From your funeral scene

Cause I still hear you
Even now that you’re gone
I hear your voice still singing me your song

“Sometimes I wish that we were older
So we could lie awake at night
Just staring at each other
Pretending everything’s all right.
But even when we’re older
Nothing will want to work our way
So we’ll have to save this love
For another day.”

Is all hope lost,
Now your life’s come to end?
Is faith just a myth?
And hope a sin?
Now that love’s fog has lifted
Can I start my life again?

Sometimes I wish that we’d been older
So we could lie awake at night
And understand our failure
Of our lost-cause of a fight
And now that I am older
Nothing’s going to work our way
So I’ll carry my love for you

Till my dying day



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