From Another Place
Words and Music by Margie Adam

All of the things you meant to me
Are hanging around my days
Out of the corner of a sigh
Come visions of yesterday.

The way you moved into a room
Shimmering sparks would fly
The way your hair would catch the light
Then toss it into your eyes.

Every detail comes flooding in
Like releasing the tide
In an ocean of memories
I have no place to hide.

The touch of your fingers on my lips
The welcoming of your arms
The passion of wanting only you
The missing of all you are.

Every detail comes flooding in
Like releasing the tide
In an ocean of memories
I have no place to hide.

All of the ways you touched my heart
Are deeper than any well
Out of the margins of my smile
is written the truth to tell.

© Labyris Music Co. 1991

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