Meant To Last
As my eyelids start to closeYour image enters my mind
And I find myself confined
By the replaying memories
Visions of moments past
Wishing they never ended
But good things weren't meant to last
I see your reflection in my mirror
Feel your presence in my bed
Yet I know it's not really you
It's all in my head
Visions of moments past
Wishing they never ended
But good things weren't meant to last
I hear your voice as I drift to sleep
And dream of the times we had
Longing to feel the caress of your hands
Or hear your soft gentle laugh
Visions of moments past
Wishing they never ended
But good things weren't meant to last
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