Traces on the Wind

Your scent it still lingers like traces on the wind
It guides me through the day, to places you have been
I vow to wash the sheets or shave it all away
Letting go will come but maybe not today

I've always found it funny if not a little sad
The daylight keeps us honest, nighttime makes us bad
It's a constant act of war raging from within
Hidden from the others and bound to rise again

Where does it go
When does it end
How do I hang on
Traces on the wind

Long before you know it, seasons come and go
The fields of our youth, reap what we sow
Memories turn to sorrow for things we couldn't know
Growing old in regret is a hard row to hoe

Where does it go
When does it end
How do we hang on
To traces on the wind

When I least expect, through the open screen
A hint of you blows in, those places we have been
Hanging on the line and flapping in the breeze
Traces on the wind trapped inside the sheets

Where did you go
And when will I know
Will we last forever
As traces on the wind



Credits
Writer(s): Jimmy Andrews
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