Testo Perfect After All

You have never been much of a follower
You have drawn across the line
You mirrored me to give a little
Then you moved on with life

Left me are wisps of you, I send in the air
It catches me on weekdays mostly
And holds me there
For a moment we are back to it
You were here
When we would let our hearts dictate when we ran out of time

The pictures of you are fading
It's harder to recall
I've painted a new one like you stand ten feet tall
Memories and dreams
Far away it seems like we never put up the wall
I'm starting to think maybe it was perfect after all
Maybe we were perfect after all