Years

Years - Randy Owen

Faded photographs

The feelings all come back

Even now sometimes

You feel so near

And I still see your face

Like it was yesterday

It`s strange how the days turned into years

Years of hanging on

To dreams are already gone

Years of wishing you were here

After all this time you`d think i wouldn't cry

It`s just that I still love you after all these years

Nighttime gently falls

Another day is gone

I turn around to find you're still not here

I leave the hall light on

In case you come back home

But I've been saying that for years

Years of hanging on

To dreams are already gone

Dreams of wishing you were here

After all this time you`d think I wouldn't cry

It`s just that I still love you after all these years