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The Feeling I Call You

A song to Hum or sing

By simplicityPublished 2 years ago • Updated 2 years ago • 1 min read

I can never see past the feeling The feeling I call you I've been simply living Living to get by, drifting, adrift, searching for my why That's until you came and gave me some good reason A reason to call you mine Strawberry kisses, with a Carmel hazelnut coffee side We call that a good morning guide the rest we can only hope to take in stride I got a lot of genius up inside me But as I say, thats just where it dwells before it dies so many things, so many seasons, so many moments that make me cry, So many words unexpressed So many times to try and write off in reply And you, God knows how I've tried You are and arn't the world when I'm curled up along your thigh So we can try to say it in our own way, try to say a permanent goodbye never on the same page and some how that's just okay Because once it'd be over, our performance would just reprise You could always see past the feeling It's all always hidden in those eyes You see me in some picture A picture I've tried to erase a thousand times Restored by a memory, a memory of a future where you've stuck us in your time I'm hiding in this picture, Nothing more than a fixture, except to the few anointed with the view a very few Confidently, I know you were one who always knew I could never see past the feeling The feeling I call you mercurial to the bone A tone like music we can set bet however passively or actively, you know exactly what you do Tell me I have a feeling A feeling you call me

Give me my affirmations Nah, my needed confirmations I could never see past the feeling The feeling I call you It's just that thing we do I could never see past the feeling The feeling I call you

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    Written by simplicity