Low Point

I still think about you and the boys
When I walk by the park
Run like the wind
My toe-headed friends

I still feel you with me after dark
Your body’s so warm
And you pull me in
To sleep another night
Take for granted another night

Is all we are a memory, a low point in my day?
What will become of the time we didn’t share
The love we didn’t make?
In my imagination, we’ll be sleeping in on Sunday
And I’ll be waking up like I got hit by a bus
You rode a thousand miles away

Every once in a while I think I see your face
Down by the river or up near your old place
Cause you still get to me in ways
That make me shiver, but I just can’t seem to shake
Yeah, even though we didn’t see eye-to-eye
We can still say we gave it a try

Is all we are a memory, a low point in my day?
What will become of the time we didn’t share
The love we didn’t make?
In my imagination, we’ll be sleeping in on Sunday
And I’ll be waking up like I got hit by a bus
You rode a thousand miles away

A thousand miles
Away
When you come around I still get tense
The rest of you and me hangs
Thick in the air as my defense
And if words were worth anything, I’d be a millionaire
But I’d cash it all in just to have you here

Is all we are a memory, a low point in my day?
What will become of the time we didn’t share
The love we didn’t make?
In my imagination, we’ll be sleeping in on Sunday
And I’ll be waking up like I got hit by a bus
You rode a thousand miles away