My Heart is Hanging On by Alan MahoodListening to Baez sing Cohen
Trying not to
Think of you
Old times pass through
My memory, I see your face
In every woman I meet or
Watch walking down the yellow brick
Steet window shopping shoes and fur coats
My heart is hanging on by the thinnest of
Threads, but it's been broken
So many times before I don't know if
I can put the pieces together
One time more, so I try not to
Notice as another vision of you
Passes me by without a glance,
And my heart is hanging,
On and on.
-amahood
12.11.2004 12/11/2004 Posted on 12/11/2004 Copyright © 2024 Alan Mahood
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