She Is Real - Fonda

the colors fade away

the canvas starts to fray

i’m leaving in the night

a note on the porch light

the desert skies are barriers

the city glimmers in the rear view mirror

all my friends said marry her

don’t know that I would ask if she were here

she is real

the songs of yesterday

the words we tried to say

the letters never read

the wishing you were dead

the days are short, the years are long

I never even thought I could be wrong

a page turned in your favorite book:

a thunderstorm reminding me again that she is real

our better days behind us

living our lives in our new worlds

saved all of your photos

but they’re gone