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(Mary Chapin Carpenter) |
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I can see it now, walking by myself |
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And suddenly you're there walking with somebody else |
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I can see it now, what's right up ahead |
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A scene I've played a thousand times over in my head |
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I can see it now, it isn't just a dream |
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Can't shake myself awake, can't fall right back to sleep |
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Face to face I come right up to the truth |
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I can see it now, I'm still not over you |
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I can hear it now, your voice saying my name |
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It's too late for me to walk the other way |
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I can hear it now, asking how I've been |
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Oh and by the way have you met my friend |
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I can hear it now, a breaking all apart |
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A strange familiar sound that's coming from my heart |
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Feeling just as bad as the day that it was new |
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I can see it now, I'm still not over you |
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When you're out of sight, baby you're still on my mind |
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you're much too hard to lose, you're too easy to find |
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Like a bottle to a drunk, like trouble to a fool |
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I've only ever seen, just what I've wanted to |
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I can feel it now, as you walk away |
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Something left unsaid and the nothing left to say |
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I can feel it now like weather in my bones |
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Before it even comes, before I even know |
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I can feel it now, the empty and the ache |
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That bitter little pill that I don't want to take |
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Instead I'd swallow all the pride I ever knew |
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To crawl back if you asked, all that I would do |
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I can see it now |
