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Memories Distant (The Clock)

Theres a clock thats ticking backwards
in the corner of my mind
and it replays all the memories
of the minutes left behind

Now I stare at that same clock 
and its ever turning track
and no matter how hard I try
those days never will come back

I had loved the cold air
and the sparkly white snow
I want to hold on forever
and never let go

And now in the middle
Of lovely July
I feel colder than ever
and just want to cry

I would cry for the things
that I never did say
What I could have had
but I let slip away

Like all of the times 
that I could have told you
how much that I loved you
how I wanted so much to hold you

Still I could never tell 
if you cared for me too
I told myself I was crazy
and tried to believe it was true

But you'd look in my eyes
like you could read my mind
like you could see to my soul
just to see what you'd find

No one had ever looked at me
like you did before
It made me believe that you loved me
It made me so sure

And in my memories I hear it
A haunting cold song
that just like your memory
Constantly plays on and on

Then everything was silent
as if all of time had stopped
and I watched that clock shatter
as these memories all dropped

In my memories now scattered 
all over the floor
I had loved you I know it 
But now I'm not sure

And for a moment I saw you
in these memories now broken
Distantly I heard your voice
But could not recall what was spoken

When I looked back I wondered
were you even real
It has been so long now
I don't even know how I feel

But all of a sudden
October is here
and though I saw you quite quickly
my love became clear

I had loved you, I knew it
It wasn't a dream
All those memories I lost
Have now come back to me

Now theres a clock thats ticking forward
and it says winters almost here
and I must wait so patiently
to tell you this my dear

Copyright © Liza Bellows | Year Posted 2006

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