Walking through my mind
You are walking though my mind again
Though at times I’ve wished you gone.
Can’t help but reach to touch you then
And turn to find I’m still alone.
Oft I’ve tried to forget you, you see.
To let your memory slip away
Yet every morning there you are.
With each and every passing day.
In a quiet place inside
I keep you tucked away
Try to leave you there
To go along my way
Yet every time I stop and pause
I can hear your voice anew
You’re always present next to me
Soft speaking to my soul.
