Laid With Love

Published on Jan 1, 2003

My dreams begin to fade,
As the gentle touch of rain
Washes over my face.
And you are still in my arms
With me wondering the future before us.

How did we meet,
In a bar or was it during my wandering madness’—
Strange that my greatest loves first moments
Seems to be gone from my minds eye.

Do you know what I first said to you,
Or how your hair smelled of violets.
Those deepest memories I held so precious
Now only have fallen from me.

Here I lay with my love,
Til time tears us apart&mdash;
	With every wish for a good future together

And now our past has all but past from me.