Song Description

This is a man's song, but a female singer recorded it. Singer is obsessed with the memory of her--what she wore, what she said, etc. Doesn't thnk he'll ever get over her.

Lyrics

Music by David Israel
Lyric by Tom Toce

MICHAEL’S SONG

All my days
Be they filled with praise
Or filled with doubt,
All I can think about
Is what you wore
On the day you swore
You would never go
(Lavender).
Even so...

I have my ways
To get through these days.
I work...
I cook ...
Finished a real good book...
And friends...ah, yes,
(And your black-brown dress)
Lots of movies,
Look -- finished a real good book.
But I don't go anywhere...
I don't see anyone...
Without planning and rehearsing
Things I'll say
And things I'll not say
On the day we somehow, look...

I know things change
(No perfume).
Things change.
They change for good.
Pretty much ,
Change is good.
And memories fade
(And your boots were suede
Ad your velvet vest--burgundy).
Who'd have guessed
That I don't go anywhere...
I can't face anyone...
I don't care anyway...
I don't dare to see you...
Though I ache to...
When I do I'll tell you such lies...
And then continue
All my days
Merely paraphrasing days with you.