Hear Me
with every footstep that I take on this tarmac field.
with every reflection that grinds from beneath my feet,
and echoes over puddles of worn out memories,
I think of you always. Would you still remember me?
and I call out your name
in the hope
the wish
that you are somehow near me
all memories are some sort of hoax,
or at least that's what I've heard.
elapsed and distorted is the only way it will occur.
a passer-by, parked in time, no distance in the years gone by
I think of you always, I WILL remember you
and I call out your name
in the hope
the wish
and I call out your name
in the hope
the wish
and I call out your name
will you somehow hear me
I recall how you touched me with longing
I remember how it was to feel your need
But I keep forgetting your face
and I call out your name
in the hope
the wish
that you will somehow hear me call out your name
and I call out your name
will you somehow hear me
with every footstep that I take on this tarmac field.
with every reflection that grinds from beneath my feet,
and echoes over puddles of worn out memories,
I think of you always. Would you still remember me?
and I call out your name
in the hope
the wish
that you are somehow near me
all memories are some sort of hoax,
or at least that's what I've heard.
elapsed and distorted is the only way it will occur.
a passer-by, parked in time, no distance in the years gone by
I think of you always, I WILL remember you
and I call out your name
in the hope
the wish
and I call out your name
in the hope
the wish
and I call out your name
will you somehow hear me
I recall how you touched me with longing
I remember how it was to feel your need
But I keep forgetting your face
and I call out your name
in the hope
the wish
that you will somehow hear me call out your name
and I call out your name
will you somehow hear me