Does he drift and dream of our past
Whenever he is alone,
Or everytime he sees a familiar gesture
Or hears a poignant country song.
I chastize myself for the thoughts
He's happy..never thinking about me,
The worst is over..it's a little sad
That he never saw what I see.
But oddly my dreams don't go away
He still invades my life now and then,
Even knowing he won't be back
I still dream of what might have been.
If...Lord I hate that word
If only his heart were mine,
Think instead of feel you silly fool
If only I could turn back time!
Ha...that's what I'm talking about
I think.....that's my world,
Will my heart ever be free of him
For he'll never be my guy.
~Jan~
Lonestar
"Not A Day Goes By"
