Years
Dennis W. Morgan, Rhonda Kye Fleming
Faded photographs the feelings all come back
Even now some times you feel so near
And I still see your face like it was yeasterday
It`s strange how the days turned into years
Years of hanging on the dreams are already gone
Dreams of wishing you were here
After all this time you`d think I wouldn't cry
It`s just that I still love you after all theses years
Night time gentaly falls another day is gone
I turn around to find your still not here
I leave the hall light on
in case you come back home
But I've been saying that for years
Years of hanging on to dreams are already gone
It`s a wishing you were here
After all this time you`d think I wouldn't cry
It`s just that I still love you after all theses years
After all theses years