Thursday, February 17, 2011

When I go

It all comes down to when I go
I hear my heart beat very slow
Someday's I forget, and I start to fret
Thinking that you're coming home
Dinner isn't done
Oh, no my bed isn't made
And I get a feeling
It isn't very appealing
My bones begin to ache
And I feel my heart break

I'll tell you something
It's been a blast
My life went by so fast
Most days I don't remember
Faces, distant places, memories of long ago

In mostly my dreams, I feel young
I'm with you and you're with me
Our hearts beating wildly
I know even though we're apart
I can tell you we're still hand in hand
And heart to heart, loving each other
Almost back to the start

In a glimpse, I can see
The toil and tragedy
The love and pain
Of the life I lived so pleasantly
It was a gift, not a moment wasted
I'm gratefully exhausted
I seek comfort in my bed
The warm sheets around my aching feet
The comforter surrounds me
And the pillows I shape in the form of you

I forget my train of thought
I know I was in love
It seems like a dream
A dream so long ago

I'll tell you something
It's been a blast
My life went by so fast
Most days I don't remember
Faces, distant places, memories of long ago

written by Janie Zavala

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