NayStar

you were warm
as the blood
that runs though my soul
and that was a time
that I kept our memories
whole

but over time
well you had your's
and I
well I'll be fine
I'll be fine

you've spoken excuses
but never once
have you ever given reason
but I know your past
and I know your pain

Lord, I will never look at you the same
I'll never look at you the same

well I saw you yesterday
at the reception
your hand
surprised my shoulder
in it's affection
and you were looking like you do

I suppose there's no hope
for this fool