i wake up some mornings
thank god not as often as i used to
slow and heavy from dreams with you
you’ve found a way back in
once again my long lost friend
funny to see that after all these years i miss you the same
so i drag myself to the corner café
and for a second i see you there
like in the good old days
and i wonder what you’re doing ?
what are you up to these days ?
i sometimes wish you would call me
but then i wouldn’t know what to say
and i see you, in every cab that goes by, in the strangers at every cross road, in every bar
it takes a glass or two
for it to settle down
for your shadows to stop following me
around
i find myself walking back
to all the places we knew
dreaming and wishing
to somehow run into you
and of course i wonder
does it happen to you ?
does my ghost ever come looking for you ?
and i see you.....
(bkz: lou doillon)
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