Sometimes at the edge of sight

Something moves which isn't there

You turn to look but its gone, it's gone

Was it ever really there

Yet it touches you

Softly touches you

And then begins again



That scent of roses

The sound of sea

A breath of wind on your face



They take you back

They take you there

To that place long ago

And you want so much

To hear those words

To feel that touch



But you can't go back

No you can't go back



Living in the moment

Is dangerous and blind

But if you look back, too many times

The shapes distort, and unwind



But they touched you

Softly touched you

And then it begins again



That scent of roses

The sound of the sea

A breath of wind on your face



They take you back

They take you there

To that place long ago

And you want so much

To hear those words

To feel that touch



But you can't go back

No you can't go back



Somtimes ...