Garth Brooks The Dance

through the glass

Im looking at you through the glass dont know how much time has past oh god it feels like forever and no one ever tells you that forever feels like home sitting all alone inside your head.. How do you feel? That is the question But I forget you don't expect an easy answer When something like a soul becomes initialized And folded up like paper dolls and little notes You can't expect a bit of hope

being with you

Sometimes when i listen to a song i think of you i miss your smell i miss the way it feels to be in your arms you are my heart you are my soul but sometimes when i hug you or kiss you i dont feel like we are close enough it makes me wish that i could get closer but i dont know how