Written by Rick Nowels and Ellen Shipley
Time moves a summer wind
I can see your face again
Was it such a tragedy
Being you... being me?
Smoke clears, the picture fades
But I stay back in yesterday
All the strangers come and go
All of them will never know...
Chorus:
Nobody s touch feels like your touch
Nobody gets to me that much
Nobody s kiss moves me inside
And I have no place left to hide
Tell me what can I do?
I have a vision of you
Tell me what can I do
With this vision of you?
Did I walk? Did you run?
What s the way to love someone?
Oh, my darling, did we know
What it meant when we let go?
Repeat chorus
With this vision of you?
Bridge:
How can a candle ever burn so bright?
Casting a shadow on my life
I am blinded by your light
Even without you
Repeat chorus
With this vision of you?
Tell me what can I do
I have a vision of you
Tell me what can I do
With this vision of you?
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