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Looking out a window this evening
Trying to keep myself from dreaming

But I know it is a matter of time
Before I am driven slowly from my mind

The haunting memories of another time and day
Seem to be here with me to stay

Despite attempts to block them from breaking through
Somewhere inside remains an image of you

I guess some things never change
And I wonder if I will go insane

If do not read between the lines
And admit that you are no longer mine

It is hard to set myself free
And these thoughts are killing me

I cannot help but stop and wonder
When the clouds roll in and it begins to thunder

They will have laid me down
For the sands of time have unwound

And when it starts to rain
I will feel that old familiar pain

I will be looking out a window that evening
Not know if I am dreaming

Because it is no longer a matter of time
It is too late I have already lost my mind

Originally published on Associated Content / Yahoo Contributor Network (YCN) on March 31, 2009

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