Even now I can smell your clothes
Freshly from the wash
Still hot from the dryerEven now I can smell your skin
To wrap you in a towel
Lay you on the bed
And try to love youEven now I can feel your arms
I can feel your breast
I can hear your songs
And I always can find you againEven now I can feel your hand
Gently over mine
With almost no weight at allEven now I can feel your eyes
Watch me as I strum
Much too late at nightEven now I can see you smile
I can hear you hum
I can hear you sing
And I always can find you againEven in the dark of night
Even in the lowest light
Even as the world outside
Is spinning, and spinningEven now I can feel your hair
Blow across my cheek
As we sit in one of two chairsEven now I can feel your face
Resting on my chest
Wrestling for sleep
And failing at itEven now I can see you sleep
I can see the dream
I can see you fly
And I always can find you again
And I always can find you again
And I always can find you again
Composição: Chris Carrabba.
