Kathleen Wilhoite Old Familiar
Still sometimes,
When I drive home,
I'll make believe you're sittin' on my doorstep.
I'll pull up
And run back into your life,
And you'll hold me like you're never letting go.
Old Familiar,
Old Familiar,
Old Familiar
Love I used to know.
Now, our old house is cold and dark.
No messages, I'm leafin' through more junk mail.
I sit down and pour myself a drink
To continue our one sided conversation.
Maybe it might work out all right,
Maybe it might all fall through,
I'm willin' to try with all my might
'Cause
Old Familiar,
Old Familiar,
Old Familiar,
I miss you.
Oooh, Oooh, Oooh.
Now, I lay me down to sleep,
I pray the good lord,
He comes and frees me
From rollin' over to your empty side of the bed
And from wakin' up to long forgotten dreams.
Old Familiar,
Remember me.