I manage to find you wherever I go
In the folds of the sheets, Under my pillow
Always there, you never leave my side
Like a shadow in morning, noon or night
In the books that I read like an old dried flower,
yet the fragrance so fresh like mid summer rain shower
In clothes that smell just like you,
in your favourite mug of your favourite brew
In the songs that we sang,
in the chessboard black and white,
In the manic laughter
In dead of the night
You live in my closet you breathe in my car,
inside the kitchen in the empty coffee jar
Even though you are not around, in me you shall be,
when I look in the mirror right behind me..
In the folds of the sheets, Under my pillow
Always there, you never leave my side
Like a shadow in morning, noon or night
In the books that I read like an old dried flower,
yet the fragrance so fresh like mid summer rain shower
In clothes that smell just like you,
in your favourite mug of your favourite brew
In the songs that we sang,
in the chessboard black and white,
In the manic laughter
In dead of the night
You live in my closet you breathe in my car,
inside the kitchen in the empty coffee jar
Even though you are not around, in me you shall be,
when I look in the mirror right behind me..
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