Cara Jones

I thought I was over you and all that I could do
was turn my collar to the past
Now I see it won't come easily
I'll struggle til I die, or you come back
... to me

Lately spring is feeling colder
In the mirror I've been getting older, much older
Through each season I've believed that there will come a day
when someone's shoulder will be there to lean on
just like I leaned on yours, just like I leaned on yours
but it only makes me want you more

I thought I was over you and all that I could do
was turn my collar to the past
Now I see it won't come easily
I'll struggle til I die, or you come back
... to me

For a while I managed well
to make my empty arms somehow forget you
But now it seems that every song the DJ plays
he plays to make me miss you, I just want to kiss you
just like I did before, just like I did before
Now every day I want you more

I thought I was over you and all that I could do
was turn my collar to the past
Now I see it won't come easily
I'll struggle til I die, or you come back
... to me