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How Long
There are times when a man needs to back down from his strength
And remember his weakness…
The way isn’t always easy to see but the feeling is unmistakable
My heart has missed you
You who are closest to me…
And how can that be
Have you learned to live around me instead of with me?
If I think I lead
Where have I lead us to
A place where we each go our own way
And say we’re together
Can I still touch the part of you that thought I was everything?
Because I so desperately want to feel like that person again
Would you be surprised if I took your hand in mine
That hand that fits my hand so well
And raised it to my lips to kiss as I looked into your eyes
Would you act surprised
Or would you remember me so well
Not half so well I fear
As I’d wish
How long has it been since I held your hand
Have we out grown wanting to hold a touch
And what have we grown into
Not into each other or I’d not doubt
When did my wants become at your convenience
And your wants become
Come on, baby
Or would you ask the same thing?
Perhaps we ask too many things
I remember a time when we always just seemed to know
How did we grow beyond knowing?
Stop
Just for a moment
Just for me
Don’t say a word
Just let me hold you
No
Not like that
Just let my soul drink in the soul I’ve been missing
I should like to be healed by the soft of your touch
The soft of your skin
The soft of your words
The world is a hard enough place already
And I fight the fight day by day
But what for
If not something more than this
The rough and the tumble
The wear and the tear of common hours
Why is it so hard to turn those off and let loose
How did everything take over our life
When everything is important nothing is
I just want to turn everything off and lose the phone
I just want to lay my head on a pillow beside yours
And remember the smell of your hair
And feel the thankless hours slip away as I trace your face with my fingers in the dark
Trace your lips…
Would you turn your lips to mine
And let me rediscover their taste in slow, easy kisses
As your face nuzzles to mine
Would you slip into my arms and just hold me
Your body blanketing mine
I long to be surprised by the sunrise in your arms
The night slipped away
And with it the stress, and doubts, and cares
Your head falling asleep on my chest
To the beating of my heart
My fingers idly running through your hair
Through the slow drift of time
Talk to me about your dreams, and everything and nothing
I’ve been too busy for these
And have forgotten that your dreams are my dreams
How long is it since I’ve been lost in the sound of your voice
And heard your laughter in my heart
And not just my ears
I have become lost to the music of your soul
Forgive me
I’ve fallen so far from where we once stood
Ask me, “Do you remember when?”
And stir those memories again with your eyes
Rekindling the embers with their smolder
And remember his weakness…
The way isn’t always easy to see but the feeling is unmistakable
My heart has missed you
You who are closest to me…
And how can that be
Have you learned to live around me instead of with me?
If I think I lead
Where have I lead us to
A place where we each go our own way
And say we’re together
Can I still touch the part of you that thought I was everything?
Because I so desperately want to feel like that person again
Would you be surprised if I took your hand in mine
That hand that fits my hand so well
And raised it to my lips to kiss as I looked into your eyes
Would you act surprised
Or would you remember me so well
Not half so well I fear
As I’d wish
How long has it been since I held your hand
Have we out grown wanting to hold a touch
And what have we grown into
Not into each other or I’d not doubt
When did my wants become at your convenience
And your wants become
Come on, baby
Or would you ask the same thing?
Perhaps we ask too many things
I remember a time when we always just seemed to know
How did we grow beyond knowing?
Stop
Just for a moment
Just for me
Don’t say a word
Just let me hold you
No
Not like that
Just let my soul drink in the soul I’ve been missing
I should like to be healed by the soft of your touch
The soft of your skin
The soft of your words
The world is a hard enough place already
And I fight the fight day by day
But what for
If not something more than this
The rough and the tumble
The wear and the tear of common hours
Why is it so hard to turn those off and let loose
How did everything take over our life
When everything is important nothing is
I just want to turn everything off and lose the phone
I just want to lay my head on a pillow beside yours
And remember the smell of your hair
And feel the thankless hours slip away as I trace your face with my fingers in the dark
Trace your lips…
Would you turn your lips to mine
And let me rediscover their taste in slow, easy kisses
As your face nuzzles to mine
Would you slip into my arms and just hold me
Your body blanketing mine
I long to be surprised by the sunrise in your arms
The night slipped away
And with it the stress, and doubts, and cares
Your head falling asleep on my chest
To the beating of my heart
My fingers idly running through your hair
Through the slow drift of time
Talk to me about your dreams, and everything and nothing
I’ve been too busy for these
And have forgotten that your dreams are my dreams
How long is it since I’ve been lost in the sound of your voice
And heard your laughter in my heart
And not just my ears
I have become lost to the music of your soul
Forgive me
I’ve fallen so far from where we once stood
Ask me, “Do you remember when?”
And stir those memories again with your eyes
Rekindling the embers with their smolder
Published 22nd Sep 2019
Author's Note
Brad Paisley - Remind Me ft. Carrie Underwood @ https://m.youtube.com/watch?v=7qzhngp7jh8
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22nd Sep 2019 4:30pm
22nd Sep 2019 8:13pm
Thanks, I think guys sometimes have trouble setting down the role and stepping up to real life.
22nd Sep 2019 9:48pm
YEAH ITS CALLED PRIDE SOMETIMES AS MEN'S WE HAVE TO LAY IT DOWN AND ROLL WITH THE PUNCHES AND FACE FACTS NOT FICTION, FOR YOU CAN EITHER STEP UP OR SIT DOWN WHILE REALITY PASSES YOU BY HAVING YOU MISS OUT ON ALOT OF WHAT IS REAL LIFE...LAY IT DOWN
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