In the Creases

You're the smell of the toast that you made in the mornings
You're the page in my book that I keep to myself
You're the unlocking sound when I turn my door key
You're the scar that I have from the time that I fell
I can't describe the faces
I can't recall the names
But you remain..

I keep you in the creases
I hide you in the folds
Protect you from the sunlight
Shield you from the cold
Everybody said they were glad to see you go
But no one ever has to know

You're the part of the moon that blends into the blackness
Even though we know it's really still there
You're the song that I sing and I don't need to practice
You're the green shoes I keep though they're too small to wear
I can't describe the faces
I can't recall the names
But you remain..

I keep you in the creases
I hide you in the folds
Protect you from the sunlight
Shield you from the cold
Everybody said they were glad to see you go
But no one ever has to
No one ever has to know the things that I refuse to see
And all the nights I still can't sleep
I curl up in the sheets
Between the creases where you used to be

Once love wakes it never sleeps...
Even when you love a dream....