Starin out the window at the sinkin sun

Another painful day is done

If I could convince myself I was over you now

Id find a way to go on somehow



But the pain just grows stronger every day

I think of you and Im on my way

Down memory lane with your hand in mine

Guess Im just not the healing kind



Another December and the cold winds blow

And nights without you are so long

I stare at our picture through the firelights glow

And where you are right now I just dont know



And the pain just grows stronger every day

I think of you and Im on my way

Down memory lane with your hand in mine

Guess Im just not the healing kind

Guess Im just not the healing kind