I can't tell you exactly how I feel...

My feet locked in place, no movement either way and in the dark of night only my mind raced away. A battle from within fought memories of old and as I tried to understand I felt the cold take hold.
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I can't tell you exactly how I feel,
sitting on the hardwood floor
behind the attic door.
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Raindrops on the rooftop and
a train whistle from several
miles away, merged to create
harmony on a melancholy day.
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I can't tell you exactly how I feel,
sitting on the hardwood floor
behind the attic door.
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Cobwebs in the corners as distanced
as I, until I felt your presence and
the warmth was no surprise.
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I can't tell you exactly how I feel,
sitting on the hardwood floor
behind the attic door.
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I reached for the quilt I had sewn
many year ago, but the only thing
to chase the chill was the love
I had come to know.
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I can't tell you exactly how I feel,
sitting on the hardwood floor
behind the attic door.
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A little bit lonely until suddenly
it occured, my life was slowly
changing and the words of
love could be heard.
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I can't tell you exactly how I feel,
sitting on the hardwood floor
behind the attic door.
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At this very moment it all made
sense to me, the Lord knows the
time and place when everything
should be.
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I can't tell you exactly how I feel,
sitting on the hardwood floor
behind the attic door.
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The room darkened and yet
a light appeared and in the shadows
on the ceiling I could sense your
spirit and it chase away any fear.
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I can't tell you exactly how I feel,
sitting on the hardwood floor
behind the attic door.
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Torn between emotions as I stared
out the window at the hills and reaching
for your love shook off those memory
sent chills.
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I can't tell you exactly how I feel,
sitting on the hardwood floor
behind the attic door.