And these go with me too
And haunt my dreams
Your eyes wide and full of promiseYour arms around my hollow chest
Your breath forming clouds on a winter morning
Your legs bouncing on the balls of your feet
Your tears wanting to dry
Your heart wanting to fill
Your name sounding like a magic spell
Like a prayer,
like a joke,
like a brand new language, or one older than speech
Your strength that carries such horrible weight
Your fragility that breaks you with a word,
or a look or avoiding a look
Your evaporating smile
Your limitless endearments
Your irreducible integrity
Your playful neck and cheeks and ears
that I absorbed with the pressure of my lips
These go with me too
And haunt my dreams
Words & Music by Mike Power 