Read the blessed pages

She was like my soulmate
Whispered in my ear

Love was playing music
It was all we wanted

Making plastic records
Of our history

How I knew it mattered
To a certain person
Heard the boy in London
Called out from the crowd

Said something that I could tell me 10 years later
Wishing that he still called like he called that night

Pulling songs from thin air?
Pulling songs from bridges
Smell the air in small town
Where the drain life starts?

Ever will I love you?
Now your ? is over
Ever will I love you
You were good to me

Now I'm in memory?
Is a cherished story
Known about the present
And arrayed the past

Love is like a novel
Read the blessed pages

Did I do my best dear?
That is all you ask