This Old Song

When I turn back the pages on this crazy dream

I see faces and smiles and tears wrapped in a velvet curtain of me.

I remember the rainy days and the sunshine, I remember the big storm and the single candle that burned through it all.

I remember our shadows playing on the road, I remember fields of stars that stretched to forever.

On a lonely night I remember that you're gone, and that there's emptiness in all that was familiar.
I see clenched fists and diamond lakes and tapestries in the sky, wrapped in a curling smoke of me.

And when I walk away, I'll know it all came down to me. I'll take you with me where ever I go, I promise.

But nothing will ever be as beautiful.