Debra Fotheringham You Elude Me
You drift like a breath through my mind.
Your form dissipates and I find,
That you elude me.
Struggling to find air.
I surface and find you there,
But you elude me.
In the dark I feel your hands reaching out to me,
But my fingers slip through your grasp.
I'm forced to see
You elude me.
Called in by the sound of your voice.
It's echoes compound my choice.
But you elude me.
In the dark I feel your hands reaching out to me,
But my fingers slip through your grasp.
I'm forced to see
You elude me.
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A mirage is all you seem,
But I'll never give up this dream
A mirage is all you seem,
But I'll never give up this dream
Though you elude me.
