in a hearbeat it comes
like a touch to my spirit
it wont go in my waking hours
and the minutes within it
my mind's not here
it's roaming somewhere else
when you're so far away
i can hear your ringing bells
my memory its a prisoner
to that shining bright smile
it's a picture that's worth
reminescing for a while
i just wanna reach out
hoping that thought is true
it's brain stabbing sometimes
when my thought becomes you