I Can Almost - Rascal Flatts

I can almost hear your voice in the morning

Softly, whispering my name

And I can almost taste the sweetest of your kisses

And I can feel you touching me again

Oh, I’m getting so good at playing make believe

I can almost talk to your memory

Oh, I can almost smell a trace of your perfume

The one you always wore just for me

We’re together;

we’re together in our room

Yes everything is like, just like it use to be

And I’m getting so good at playing make believe

That I can almost talk to your memory

Oh I know, I been clinging (I been clinging to) to some old memories

Yeah but I don’t care (I don’t care)

Because they are bring, bring you back to me

And I love my memories

I can almost pretend our love ever

Ended

And that someday you’ll be coming back to me

And Oh I’m getting so good, oh baby, at playing make believe

That I can almost talk to your memory

Oh I’m getting oh so good at playing make believe

That I can almost talk to your memory

To your memory