Are you missing me?
Do you miss the sound of my voice?
The perfume I use to wear
Late at night do you run your hand across?
The empty side of the bed where my
Body once laid close next to yours
Am I haunting your dreams while you’re awake?
Can you still see the look?
In my eyes when you looked my
Way but didn’t say goodbye
Walked away from a God given treasure
Yes, it’s too late
I’m a distant memory
It will never be too late
I’ll make her mine again
He cried silent tears realizing
The mistake he made
Head bowed in defeat
Wishing he could take back everything
Cruel words spoken in ignorance
Her perfumed lingered in the air
Made him feel lesser than a dog
Treating her with such disregard
Yes he was the fool to throw away
His God given treasure
Yes, it’s too late
I’m a distant memory
It will never be too late
I’ll make her mine again
I gave you my heart and soul
Stood by you
Loved you unconditionally
Bathe you with my tears
Dried you my concern
And in the end you said
Nothing, not even thanks
Yes, it’s too late
I’m a distant memory
It will never be too late
I’ll make her mine again
He couldn’t give his heart
He didn’t possess one
She tried to teach him the meaning of love
He mistook it for a weakness
It was his foolish pride that
Kept him from acknowledging her
Yes, it’s too late
I’m a distant memory
It will never be too late
I’ll make her mine again
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