Sarah Close – Perfect After All


A scent in the air
I’m starting to think that just maybe it was perfect after all
It catches me on weekdays mostly
For a moment we are back to when
You were here as mine
Memories and dreams
I’ve painted a new one lately
You mirrored me to give a little
You have drawn and crossed the line

It’s harder to recall
We’re standing ten feet tall

When we would let our hearts dictate when we ran out of time
Far away it seems like we never put a foot wrong
And left with me are wisps of you
You have never been much of a follower
Then you moved on with life
Maybe we were perfect after all
And holds me there
The pictures of you are fading