I Cant Believe This Old Flame Hasnt Burned Me Down
I found a picture of us
Tucked away in an old...dresser drawer
By the smiles on our faces, I’d guess
We both wanted more
Now to this day I say
I let you get away
And knowing that
Always gets me down
I can’t believe this old flame
Still hasn’t burned me down
There’s no smoke but there’s fire
A four alarm desire that don’t end...
Times has fanned the flame and it’s a shame
We’re still only friends
This internal inferno
Can’t be quenched but who’s to blame
I can’t believe this old flame
Hasn’t burned me down
If not for the wanting...I wonder
Would I keep hanging on...
We’re still living, so there’s a chance
To someday right this wrong
So as I sit and wonder
Wonder If we’ll ever have our day
Will the flame that we both carry
Be allowed to rage
I can’t believe this old flame
Still hasn’t burned me down....
It won’t stop until they lay me
6 feet in the ground
We can see by the pictures
They speak volumes... without sound
I can’t believe this old flame
Hasn’t burned me down
I can’t believe this old flame
Hasn’t burned me down
Copyright © M.P. Shaudd | Year Posted 2019
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