Thursday, January 28, 2010


For an old friend...

Italics: Chorus
Plain Text: Verse

I walked into church again; another Sunday night
And saw the stranger I'd once called a friend
But everything had changed; now none of it was right
Though I was just too blind to see it then

So it seems that old wounds never heal
And I can't lie to my own heart
I still don't know why I can't just deal
But she still makes me fall apart

I must wonder what happened to her
What changed this girl with sunset hair?
Now I can only wish things were as they were
As she keeps pretending I'm not there

So it seems...

Seeing her, I burn for what's past
As, again, epiphany hits me
As much as it crushes me, I can't change the fact
That I no longer know this girl named...

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