Yesterday started no different than a hundred days before
He reached out and touched me before
my feet could touch the cold wood floor
As I lay beside him and the thoughts of the moment filled my mind
Little did I know that I was loving him for my
last time
Everything is believing and believing is the
feeling that you feel when the loving feeling's gone
Everything we've ever been or anything we'll
be again packed up his bags and moved along
He had everything I need,
he knew exactly how to feed the hunger that lives inside of me
He controlled the way I feel,
each day he touched me where I live,
it's hard to believe his memory
But
same is believing and believing is the feeling
that you feel when the loving feeling's gone
Everything we've ever been or anything we'll
be again packed up his bags and moved along
But same is believing and believing is the feeling
that you feel when the loving feeling's gone
Everything we've ever been or anything we'll
be again packed up his bags and moved along
But same is believing and believing is the
feeling that you feel when the loving feeling's
gone