Remembering You
(Anderson)

Sick in my bed,
Wishing my head were clearer than the clouds
That double for my brain.

See my surprise reflected in your eyes,
Awash in tears a year ago, today.

That's too long, I know.
But it's hard to let it go.
Still so alone, and I have no sense of home,
Except remembering you, I do.

Except remembering you, I do.


All words and music ©1996 Douglas C. Anderson
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