Peachy gray, the sky today,
felt my thoughts, slide away.
Hit some spot, way back then,
touched your lips, smiled again.
Closed my eyes, drank the air,
could have been, anywhere.
Time stands still, for a friend,
hearts don't heal, though they pretend.
Peachy gray, shafts of light,
eerie silence, no-one in sight.
Felt your kiss, upon my face,
brings me home, to you, this place.
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