Oh there’s a song on the edge of my mind. I used to know every line. I used to hear it when I was a child and it felt just like falling in love. I’d love to hear it again. I still, remember when, I played the tape over again and again and I played it until the tape broke.
I hardly remember just how it went, after the hours and hours that I spent, alone in my room, just listening to it. Just to feel, what it felt to feel loved. I’d love to hear it again. I still, remember when, I played the tape over again and again and I played it until the tape broke.
Do you remember the song that I wrote? I carefully choose every note. I wanted to make you feel, just what I did. I just wanted for you to feel love. I’d love to hear it again. I still, remember when, my heart on a tape, did you listen to it and play it until it was broke?
I tried to remember the way that it went? Song on that tape but I forget. And I tried to rewrite it again and again, to heal anyone’s heart that was broke. I’d love to hear it again. I’d love, if I could share it. Now it’s so far away on a whispering wind, in remembrance, to what once was love.