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A wrinkled photo brings to my mind
A faded memory once forgotten
Of a place and of a time
A memory I've long not wanted.

At night I dream of an old friend,
You, who I have not seen in years
And during the day I tend to wonder
What it would be like if you were here.

The dreams I dream, seem so real
And even though that's all they are
I often think we'll meet again
Even though we seem so far.

But I know these thoughts are irrational
And that they won't come true
But It's always times like these
I just want to see and here and hold you.

I think of all the days we spent together
Of all the things we shared.
If only I could tell you now
For you, just how much I cared.

If I could have a single wish,
You know what that would be?
It'd be to see you one last time
And let you know how much you mean to me.

Tears begin to fall from my eyes
As I fall to pieces thinking of you
I'm glad your not here to see me like this
I wonder what you'd do..