These 15 Years

Close my eyes and listen hard

Just like that, these 15 years

Of livin’ fast and keepin’ on without you disappear.

I feel familiar tones springing up and so

If I mute just the right string,

Maybe I still can make them sing...

Why don’t you call?

If you would just send me a sign that’d be fine,

But why nothing at all?

Are you ever walkin’ ‘round sometime,

And suddenly you find

You can’t quite help but feel as though

You left something behind?

And you hear just the right song,

And for a moment you are gone

Somewhere in a day gone by,

Looking me in the eye?

Is that why you don’t call?

If I ever shot you a line, would you mind?

Should I say nothing at all?

Nothing at all

Nothing at all