Back again, I hate this place
As the tears freeze halfway down my face
The grey skyline of this empty town
Matches the grey inside and my empty frown
The only thing that seems alive, is the colors of the trees
Each one so full of beauty, like my memories
This car so empty now, her smell is all that lingers
Just moments ago it seems, that my lips were on her fingers
Driving down this very street, the leaves dancing across
Trying hard to hold back tears that gathered up like autumn
moss
A sad silence filling up the car, except for one thing
The sweet sound of her voice, and the way that she would
sing
As the CD skipped, I got scared, and hoped with all my heart
That she would leave the CD in, and still sing every part
The sound of her voice awakening me, like an early morning
shower
Denying to myself, that she’d be gone again in an hour
As the plane takes her home, I’m alone again
In a cold dark room, just me and a pen
Trying to write something, to make her see
Just how much our memories mean to me
But there isn’t enough paper, or ink on the earth
To express to her, how much she’s worth
Perhaps if she was in my arms, I could explain it with a
kiss
Perhaps if she was closer, she wouldn’t have to settle for
this
Miles away, half a country apart
So far from me, but close to my heart
Looking out my window, as the clouds cover the moon
Telling myself that I’ll see her soon
As I lie down in this empty bed
The scent of our love still filling my head
Nothing but cold, and an empty space
Back again, I hate this place
