Album: other songsYearsYears
By Barbara Mandrell
Faded photographs
The feelings all come back
Even now sometimes, you feel so near
And I still see your face,
Like it was yesterday
It’s strange how the days turned into years
Years of hanging on,
to dreams already gone
Years of wishing you were here
After all this time
You think I wouldn’t cry
It’s just that I still love you
After all these years
Nighttime gently falls
Another day is gone
I turn around to find
You’re still not here
I’ll leave the hall light on
In case you come back home
Funny, I’ve been saying that for years
Years of hanging on,
to dreams already gone
Years of wishing you were here
After all this time
You think I wouldn’t cry
It’s just that I still love you
After all these years
After all these years.
