A love once felt never quite leaves-
It backs away and hides,
But seldom casts a spark within
And shimmers deep inside.
You've tucked the memories out of sight,
But they live on.
And you will see those sparks again-
They are not gone.
For love is too bright of a star
To simply disappear,
And it will call you back again,
And you will hear.
The years will pass, and you'll move on,
But then one day
On the radio perhaps
That special song will play
And you'll be taken back, my friend,
By what you'll feel
For that sharp pang inside your chest
Will be so real.
And if even for a second
Love will fill the air,
And of its strange existence
You will become aware.
So while you thought the love had died,
The passion had gone gray,
It simply played a trick on you
It never went away.
