| SHE KNOWS ME BETTER |
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| 1999 COPYRIGHT BY PETER CHRISTOPHER RAYMOND WHEN MY MIND IS IN A FOG SHE WANTS TO JOG MY MEMORY BUT SOMETIMES IT'S SO CLEAR AND STILL I JUST DON'T CARE THINGS I USED TO LOVE JUST MAKE ME SAD AND I'M FAR REMOVED FROM THE JOYS I'VE HAD I WISH SOMETIMES SHE'D LET ME FORGET BUT SHE WOULDN'T UNDERSTAND AND JUST GET UPSET I GUESS I'D FAKE IT IF IT MADE HER SMILE PRETEND I WAS GLAD AND PROMOTE HER DENIAL I LOVE HER SO MUCH I'D LET HER BELIEVE BUT NOT WELL ENOUGH THAT I WOULDN'T DECEIVE I'D WANT TO PRESRVE HER WINSOME SPIRIT TELL MY SORROWS IN SECRET SO SHE WOULDN'T HEAR IT MY SPIRIT IS VACANT AND MY WRITING IS PAINED I'M WEARILY DRAGGING AND MY HEART IS DRAINED THIS CAN'T LAST FOREVER SO SOMEHOW I'LL HEAL AND REPLACE ALL THE JOYS I NO LONGER FEEL SOMETHING WILL COME AND TAKE THEIR PLACE RETURNING THE CONFIDENT GLOW TO MY FACE WHEN NOTHING I SAY IS MAKING MUCH SENSE SHE'S A CALMING CONSTANT IN MY CHANGING LIFE GENTLE WORDS AND A WARM INFLUENCE SHE SOFTENS MY EDGE AND DISPERSES MY STRIFE WHEN SHE SEES THAT MY SPEECH IS LABORED SHE BRINGS ME COMFORT AND JOY I CAN SAVOR SHE KNOWS LONG IN ADVANCE HOW I'LL REACT IT'S AWESOME HOW HER WORDS CAN IMPACT SHE LOOKS DEEP INTO MY VACANT EMPTY STARE AND BELIEVES THERE'S STILL SOME LIFE IN THERE SEARCHES THE DARKNESS OF MY SOUL HOPEFUL THERE MAY STILL BE SOME GOLD I WONDER SO OFTEN WHY SHE WOULD BOTHER SHE BELIEVES THERE'S A PART THAT STILL LOVES HER ALL I FEEL NOW IS DESPAIR AND REGRET I'VE BURIED JOYFUL MEMORIES BUT SHE WON'T FORGET |