i just want to see her face again to fix her memory in my mind to paint a picture of what might have been if only i hadn’t been so blind
it’s true that i once held her in my arms but didn’t know just what i had now i pine away and rock this barstool every day thinking what i did bad
no more hiding no more whiskey diving on down the line i’ve been so blind i couldn’t see
to paint a picture of what might have been to make believe that it’s still way back when to see her how i couldn’t see her then i just want to see her face again
i just want to know where she is now and if she’s found somebody new and to see if he has figured how to do the things i couldn’t do
she was once a part of me back then and i was once a part of her now i’ll never be more than a faded memory thinking about how things were
no more hiding no more whiskey diving on down the line i’ve been so blind i couldn’t see
to paint a picture of what might have been to make believe that it’s still way back when to see her how i couldn’t see her then i just want to see her face again