Two Years Too Late
I wonder if I saw her, would she still have sparks in her eyes
And I wonder if she remembers that day we talked until it was
There's a silence in the room that I'm too used to
And there are thoughts I can't escape, even though I'd love to
It's just another sleepless night
These pointless questions that arrive about two years too late
Too painful to think through
Crooked pictures line the hall
These dusty faces I can't recall
But yours is clearer than the day I met you
And I wonder if I saw her, would she still have sparks
And I wonder if she remembers that day we talked until it was
So I pour a few drinks
Just to get through the night to dilute all the thoughts and pretend that I am fine
(I'm over, I'm over, I'm over it)
It does nothing to mend, it just dims the lights and adds to this growing fire inside
(I'm over, I'm over, I'm over it)
We were young and stupid, but we were happy
And now I'm drunk and broke and way too lonely
(I'm over, I'm over, I'm over it)
And I wonder if I saw her, would she still have sparks
And I wonder if she remembers that day we talked until it was
Wishing you were here
There was a time I thought we'd live forever,
But now I'm not certain, no now I'm not so certain
There was a time I thought we'd live forever
But now I'm so certain, now we dropped the curtains down
And I wonder if I saw her, would she still have sparks
And I wonder if she remembers that day we talked until it was night
In her eyes night
In her eyes night
In her eyes night
Writer/s: BOWIE CORYDON BRENT, DAVID WALTER KELLOGG, MARK NEIDHARDT, MICHAEL NEIDHARDT, STEVE ZEISS
