Mine

I haven't had a grip on reality in years

I've spent too much time wiping my tears

Head resting on windowsill trying to find out where the thrill has gone

Long gone

And I've met

Many faces and been to many destinations

Since when your hands used to hold mine

Your skin so close to me, I could've sworn it was my own

And I still hear your voice all the time

When I think about the days when you were mine