Tell Myself It's over

Back when I knew everything and the world was ours to change
When the days were mostly summer nights and strangers weren’t so strange
But time has since delivered me where I guess I must belong
Then I hear a phrase from golden days in some old radio song

And I find myself remembering the feeling of your kiss
And I tell myself it’s over but I know it never is

I thought I had forgotten ‘bout you many times before
Oh but memory plays these tricks and drops her baggage at your door
I see the weekend revolutionaries waiting for a train
All at once and without warning and I’m in your arms again

Where I find myself remembering the feeling of your kiss
And I tell myself it’s over but I know it never is

Could be tomorrow - it won’t be today
If nothing lasts forever, why won’t this go away?

These days it’s not so often that I’ve got you on my mind
Oh the years have been forgiving but the nights can be unkind
In the darkness like a criminal you break into my dreams
And I wake beside the feeling it’s not easy as it seems

Trying to stop myself remembering the feeling of your kiss
And I tell myself it’s over but I know it never is