Maybe Iâm a passing thought, when the wood smokeâs in the air
Maybe Iâm a summer breeze, in the July weather fair
You donât run across my mind, youâre in there all the time
You donât travel through my heart, you are not a moving part
Youâre here and here youâll stay, and though youâre far away
Years and years and still I find, you donât run across my mind
Maybe Iâm a coat you wore, through some winter long ago
Worn so close but left behind, when the spring replaced the snow
You donât run across my mind, youâre in there all the time
You donât travel through my heart, you are not a moving part
Youâre here and here youâll stay, and though youâre far away
Years and years and still I find, you donât run across my mind
Maybe when you think of me, in some fleeting now and then
Know that you are dear to me, and that my love knows no end
You donât run across my mind, youâre in there all the time
You donât travel through my heart, you are not a moving part
Youâre here and here youâll stay, and though youâre far away
Years and years and still I find, you donât run across my mind