Got a picture of you, I carry in my heart. Close my eyes to see it when the world gets dark. Got a memory of you, I carry in my soul. I wrap it close around me when the night gets cold. If you ask me how I'm doing I'd say 'just fine'. But the truth is, if you could read my mind. Not a day goes by that I don't think of you. After all this time you're still with me, it's true. Somehow you remain, locked so deep inside. I still wait for the phone in the middle of the night, thinking you might call me when your dreams don't turn out right. And it still amazes me that I lie here in the dark wishing you were next to me your head against my heart.