The Past
Isn't it funny how it seems
we all try to hold on desperately to our dreams
wondering if someday they will come true
and those sweet past memories
hiding in our hearts
waiting for the day they again can come out from the dark
we may push them down for awhile
often thinking of them
and having to smile
then in a blink of an eye
we're back to where our lives have taken us
good or bad
we did this to or for ourselves
and then one day the past does come rushing in
I found myself not quite knowing where to begin
all of a sudden when I did find my start
from deep in my heart
I then remembered
sitting there one night
on the phone with someone
to which my eyes had yet to have sight of
how bout the night we met
that's a time I can't soon forget
you sitting there in the truck
and me being so awe struck
looking my worse, you your best
you said to hell with the rest
and to my surprise
you called that night
I couldn't figure out why
you would want to date me
thought at first you were just being a vice guy
but time went on
and it did seem
like we were where we belonged
it was you who made me feel strong
to you I seem to do very little wrong
all our talks on the phone were amazing
but seeing each other although rarely
was extremely captivating
in your room alone
oh those times were so much better than the phone
talking and listening to the radio
perhaps not always being so innocent as we should've been
and loving every minute
yes Bubby,
years ago we said goodbye
without never fully knowing the reason why
and so we walked away some time ago
from everything we had come to know
we walked away from the feelings I know deep in my heart we had for each other
but does that mean today
that we should keep walking away
I long to have you again, my friend
as much as I want to
we can't go back -only forward
when you called not so long ago
I was excited to hear you on the other end
my dream was coming true
cause I had once again was able to talk to you
I've since to hear your voice
I need to be given that choice
of telling you things
asking questions I may not want the answers for
but I need to hear them just the same
you may not want to go through this
and for that I'm sorry
but I know it's the only way I can ever once again move forward
once I say it I'll walk again if you choose
but I do hope we could be friends again and in each others future
and not just living in the past
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