Is That Really You?

You left your watch on the night stand, I saw it 
It's band was worn and dated 
Your scent lingered here till morning, lingering 
I almost suffocated 

I can't remember what your were wearing, something 
You always looked good, you know 
Seems you got here much too late, it seems 
It wasn't time for you to show 

You know just how I'd spent my day, distracted 
Trying to stay in the game 
My thoughts kept racing to the evening, racing 
To feel your eternal flame 

I can't remember what was playing that day, singing 
Wasn't it a choir of angels 
That day when we met at the station, we met 
Where the old fireman yells 

You had a look of youthful joy in your face, your mouth 
Those eyes that saw deep into me 
I had to ask myself, is that really you? I asked myself 
Knowing what the answer would be