Dm7

Press the keys and make
Melodies that make us weep.
Chords that help me while I
Reminisce good times and can’t sleep.

Sometimes I wish we never met
‘Cause I’m sad when you’re not here
And now tears pour because I know
You were here and are no more.

I want to forget your smile
And the way your eyes shine.
And live in the present,
Past and future a thin red line.

Photograph by Daniel Austin

Photograph by Paul Pomeroy