A dream is spinning round my head

From a night I can’t forget

I should throw out that picture

But I just can’t let go

 

It’s you and me in Times Square

My head rests on your hair

We look so nice together

If only I had known

 

Time cracks a fractured mirror

Leaves my heart exposed

Stares from my kitchen table

As I’m dancing with your ghost

 

A song like a weathered bouquet 

Wraps up my old clichés 

Do you still think about me

Walking Greenwich streets

 

I tried, but I still missed the mark

Will I pass you in the park

As you read your school papers

I’ll try to be discreet 

 

Time cracks a fractured mirror

Leaves my heart exposed

Stares from my kitchen table

As I’m dancing with your ghost

 

And even though you’re gone

I’m still clinging to a memory

A time when we were happy

A time before I knew the truth

 

I think of words that I might say

Had you not gone away

I confess I miss you

Your memory leaves me stoned. 

 

Written by Dan Miraldi

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