Road Kill The feel of my arm around your waist The pale blue nightdress that you wore Your hair in braids, your sailor top The things I don't see anymore, no no You lost your suitcase in my hotel room A subway token from your ma The sun reflecting off the water on your face And the way you drove your car All these things I can't forget though I don't see you anymore Drove to the airport thru' a traffic jam A deer lay dying in the road Maybe I should have seen it as some kind of sign Except I don't believe in them no more, no no But I believe these things I can't forget, though I don't see you anymore Yes, I believe these things I can't forget Cos I see them though I don't see you anymore. |