What Used To Be

What used to be
(T.Mallick, C.Shaw, K.Covell)

The past fills my nights with need
Memories from another time
Drifting back to into what was lost
Haunted still by all these dreams of you

Long ago and far away
I hear you whisper in my ear
if I ever lose my way
That winding paths will lead me back to you

All the little
Things I see
Your eyes shining
Back at me
Catching glimpses thru the mist
Of what used to be
Of what used to be

My eyes open to the morning light
Waking from the nights we share
I reach out to pull you close
But only find that you’re no longer there