David Michael Schmidt You Haunt Me
I see your smile looking down on me
You're the angel's face that's atop my tree
You're the Madonna that's in my Nativity
Just everywhere I turn
I see your face in every frame
My desk or wall it's all the same
Your eyes, your lips reach out to me
You're alive in every scene
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You haunt my dreams and waking days,
My brain's adrift in murky haze,
Your image tints my iris lens
Indelible as stain
My magazine, I turn the page
To check the fashion's latest rage
And there's your face on every stage
Of models perfect poise
You are the apple of my eye
You are the cherry in my pie
I feel your pulse with every sigh
And every breath I make
Chorus:
You haunt my dreams and waking days,
My brain's adrift in murky haze,
You're image tints my iris lens
Indelible as stain
