Verse You have never been much of a follower You have drawn and crossed the line You mirrored me to give a little Then you moved on with life And left with me are wisps of you A scent in the air It catches me on weekdays mostly And holds me there For a moment we are back to when You were here as mine When we would let our hearts dictate when we ran out of time The pictures of you are fading It's harder to recall I've painted a new one lately We're standing ten foot tall Memories and dreams Far away it seems like we never put a foot wrong I'm starting to think that just maybe it was perfect after all Maybe we were perfect after all