Monday, 24 September 2012

I Feel You In My Heart All Year

This is a song I have called: I Feel You In My Heart All Year



I feel you in my heart all year,
That is why I am writing this song in summer,
Truth is told
Remembering you so completely, is hard
And that is why I just can’t seem to get it right.
The eyes failed by memories old.
I went to the moon, just to impress you,
But don’t you see, I only returned for her.
Your hair, island bleached coconut
Your skin, tastes of champagne, or so I heard,
Truth be told
Your smile flashes as a sunbeam
I was taken in wanting warmed by the flame
But you kept a distance and I was cold
I went to the moon, just to impress you,
But don’t you see, I only returned for her.
I was not offered your temptation,
There were times when I wish it had been so,
Truth is told.
On those days I doubt I did any good
My body’s cursed, mind damned and soul so quiet
They helped my deceit and lines I sold

I went to the moon, just to impress you,
But don’t you see, I only returned for her.
I planted codes in letters I wrote
Late on hard rain nights, I’d hope you’d crack,
Truth is told
Everything I did was for your affection
It was your game, a mess, where rules were broken
The stakes were raised, always intending to fold.

I went to the moon, just to impress you,
But don’t you see, I only returned for her.

I knew,
I knew it was for nothing,
All the same, I cherished every crumb thrown,
Truth is told
It was a simple fool’s belief in chance
A fairy tale you strung out wide like cotton weave
It was a trap, a net which you alone controlled
I went to the moon, just to impress you,
But don’t you see, I only returned for her.
I wonder if anyone comes through
Unscarred by the pretty wishes they cry for
Truth is told
For me there was another girl
She was there to love me and keep me true
And now it is her, not you, I hold

I went to the moon, just to impress you,
But don’t you see, I only returned for her.

I still always feel you in my heart,
That is why I am writing this song in summer,
Truth is told
Remembering you so utterly, is hard
And I just don’t want to ever get it right.
Eyes blinded by memories of gold.
I went to the moon, just to impress you,
But don’t you see, I only returned for her.

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