I've started dreaming again lately, living days from years ago.
I cast my mind to Jack & Ashleigh drawing letters in the snow.
And as I join them, they look happy, wearing smiles I'll never own.

But in that moment I would never know.

I see the church and crowds of people, putting faith in the unknown.

I hear the boys and girls of virtue playing kiss chase in the road.
And every year flies by in echoes, with each memory-flickered ghost.
And in the kitchen I still hear that radio.


And I know it was you staring out of your rear-view.
Drive away with little piece of me.

As the light fades away, the reflections turn to shade.
The silhouette of what we used to be.
Drive away with a little piece of me.


They say an ounce of pure prevention's always worth a pound of cure.
I try my luck at re-invention, change, forever wanting more.

And I'm still picking up the pieces you left scattered on the floor.
And I still hear that ocean crash into the shore.


And I know it was you staring out of your rear-view.
Drive away with little piece of me.
The adventures we'd find at the forefront of our minds.

The silhouette of what we used to be.
Drive away with a little piece of me.


I've started dreaming again lately, living days from years ago.
And in the kitchen I still hear that radio.