Living In The Past

I am living in the past
Watching the future slip away
Hanging till the last minute
Of each and every yesterday

I have tried to let it go
I prefer not to let it show
Something happened long ago
I can’t leave it be oh no

And oh how I curse the persistence of memory
And oh how I long for the way things used to be
So alive to me…why can’t I see
Recalling the songs and the shape of the melody
Reciting the poems you wrote about destiny
That used to speak to me…oh why can’t I see

I was living for the moment
And now the moments gone
I don’t know where I’m going to
But I know where I’m coming from

These years cannot diminish
The power of my recall
A cripple looking for a cure
Stranded at the weeping wall

And oh how I curse the persistence of memory
And oh how I long for the way things used to be
So alive to me…why can’t I see
Recalling the songs and the shape of the melody
Reciting the poems you wrote about destiny

That used to speak to me…oh why can’t I see
I’m what the analyst refers to as stuck
I have tried to move on I have tried giving up..
But I can’t give you up..

I am living in the past…

I thought I was over you
I swore I had changed
Truth is I feel exactly same
And no matter how I dress it up

It will never get over you
I will never give up
I will never give up

Living in the past
How I curse the persistence of memory
Living in the past

Living in the past