All That's Left

In dreams I reach to touch your perfect face again In dreams you never cry or walk away But I wake to the truth, the daylight streaming in I never found the way or words to make you stay Photographs and falling leaves Scattered dust of memories The poems I wrote I still believe That's all that's left of you and me I found a flower in a book you hid away In better days they seem so long ago I tried to touch it but it crumbled in my hand Just like a future planned that we would never know Photographs and falling leaves Scattered dust of memories The poems I wrote I still believe That's all that's left of you and me Echoes of a better time Ring forever in my mind Where I'm going where I've been Different places in the end Photographs and falling leaves Scattered dust of memories The poems I wrote I still believe That's all that's left of you and me