I don't know when
And your very
I'm imagining your smell
I'm imagining your laugh again
Someone tell this photograph of you
The picket lines
I'm imagining the way you say my name
Holding up there signs
Thoughts of you
My laughter from my cries
Once upon a time
They're out there every day
My friends can't tell
I'm imagining your laugh again
Are picketing my brain
They refuse
In unstable conditions at best
Close
And thoughts of no other man but you
To let go of my eyes
I'm imagining your frame
I'm imagining your smell
I'm going to hear it again
Friends
To work such long hours without rest
The one you save for your family
Could possibly get through
The one that mingled with mine
And every plane
To enter into my mind
