The Other Side

I place your photograph upon this coffee table Remembering the curves along your face The way my fingers ran along your soft and rosy cheeks And how they'd occupy that very space And flow, like dew drops down a blade of grass To hold this life That we once had together, birds a feather Now, cold as ice Then I wake up, hope to see you And I think on all we've been through and I Turn back to the other side, straight back to the other side And I take time just to digest but I Can't stand what comes next so I'm Right back to the other side, straight back to the other side A wiser man once laid his hand upon my shoulder Said it's you who wakes up with you in the end I made a choice and now I'm sitting right back at this table Wondering if I could make amends And flow, like dew drops down a blade of grass To hold this life That we once had together, birds a feather Now, cold as ice Then I wake up, hope to see you And I think on all we've been through and I Turn back to the other side, straight back to the other side And I take time just to digest but I Can't stand what comes next so I'm Right back to the other side, straight back to the other side Then I wake up, hope to see you And I think on all we've been through and I Turn back to the other side, straight back to the other side