I am drowning in my manuscript’s latest draft and in the holidays, so this week’s Musical Monday is the soul of brevity. Please enjoy…
This song is for every loving, impossible to keep night, the ones that you’ll remember even with your last breath. We all (if we are lucky) get that one perfect moment that we know will never be repeated, no matter how much we might wish it otherwise.
I am not the only travelerWho has not repaid his debtI’ve been searching for a trail to follow againTake me back to the night we met
And then I can tell myselfWhat the hell I’m supposed to doAnd then I can tell myselfNot to ride along with you
I had all and then most of youSome and now none of youTake me back to the night we metI don’t know what I’m supposed to doHaunted by the ghost of youOh, take me back to the night we met
When the night was full of terrorsAnd your eyes were filled with tearsWhen you had not touched me yetOh, take me back to the night we met
I had all and then most of youSome and now none of youTake me back to the night we metI don’t know what I’m supposed to doHaunted by the ghost of youTake me back to the night we met
