Texty piesní Dashboard Confessional

Dashboard Confessional

Even Now

Even now I can smell your clothes

Freshly from the wash

Still hot from the dryer

Even now I can smell your skin

As I wrap you in a towel

Lay you on the bed

And try to love you

Even now I can feel your arms

I can feel your breast

I can hear your songs

And I always can find you again

Even now I can feel your hand

Gently over mine

With almost no weight at all

Even now I can feel your eyes

Watch me as I strum

Much too late at night

Even now I can see you smile

I can hear you hum

I can hear you sing

And I always can find you again

Even in the dark of night

Even in the lowest light

Even as the world outside

Is spinning, and spinning

Even now I can feel your hair

Blow across my cheek

As we sit in one of two chairs

Even now I can feel your face

Resting on my chest

Wrestling for sleep

And failing at it

Even now I can see you sleep

I can see you dream

I can see you fly

And I always can find you again

And I always can find you again

And I always can find you again