A Week Ago
You disappeared about a week ago without a trace
Don't know what happened, just feel something here is out of place
I'm hoping someone will soon see and recognize your face
Just need a clue, so this can be changed to an open case
I can't stop looking for you
Can't believe that it's true
What else can I do
I keep looking for you?
You disappeared about a week ago
Since then life is slow
I'm running out of places I can look
Where have you gone? I will not close this book
You disappeared about a week ago without a trace
Until I find you, I will never slow my fevered pace
I put up posters hoping someone out there knows your face
Where have you gone I cannot say that I've enjoyed this place
I can't stop looking for you
Can't believe that it's true
What else can I do
But keep looking for you?
You disappeared about a week ago
Since then life is slow
I'm running out of places I can look
Where have you gone? I will not close this book
Picking up your blouse, I smell the perfume that you wear
I see your brush and I feel your hair
I will not forget you or let you disappear
I will never forget you my dear
You disappeared about a week ago without a clue
The law was here and asked how well it was that I knew you
They told me things that I could not accept and see as true
It's not your fault you disappeared and now your lips are blue
I can't stop looking for you
Can't believe that it's true
What else can I do
But keep looking for you?
You disappeared about a week ago
Since then life is slow
I'm running out of places I can look
Where have you gone? I will not close this book
Don't know what happened, just feel something here is out of place
I'm hoping someone will soon see and recognize your face
Just need a clue, so this can be changed to an open case
I can't stop looking for you
Can't believe that it's true
What else can I do
I keep looking for you?
You disappeared about a week ago
Since then life is slow
I'm running out of places I can look
Where have you gone? I will not close this book
You disappeared about a week ago without a trace
Until I find you, I will never slow my fevered pace
I put up posters hoping someone out there knows your face
Where have you gone I cannot say that I've enjoyed this place
I can't stop looking for you
Can't believe that it's true
What else can I do
But keep looking for you?
You disappeared about a week ago
Since then life is slow
I'm running out of places I can look
Where have you gone? I will not close this book
Picking up your blouse, I smell the perfume that you wear
I see your brush and I feel your hair
I will not forget you or let you disappear
I will never forget you my dear
You disappeared about a week ago without a clue
The law was here and asked how well it was that I knew you
They told me things that I could not accept and see as true
It's not your fault you disappeared and now your lips are blue
I can't stop looking for you
Can't believe that it's true
What else can I do
But keep looking for you?
You disappeared about a week ago
Since then life is slow
I'm running out of places I can look
Where have you gone? I will not close this book
Credits
Writer(s): James Wilson Curd, Nicholas M. Maurer, Mark Share Friedman
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