You're Still On My Mind

You're Still On My Mind 
B. Sheffield, R. Luttrell, L. Webb - Copyright 2006 - (from the album) Journal on a Shelf

You’re still on my mind
Even after all this time
You’re still on my mind
Our time together
You could count it by the days
And you know I still can’t recall
Why we went our separate ways
But I still remember our time way back when
And I wonder, do you think about me now and again
Because you’re still on my mind
Even after all this time, you’re still on my mind
 
And truth to tell,
there were so few who knew me so well
 
And I’ve had you with me
Since we’ve been apart
Don’t you know, your memory is as sure
As the beating of my heart
You’re still on my mind
Even after all this time
You’re still on my mind
You’re still on my mind. As The River

There was no denying how much he loved you.
So angry at the father that he never really knew.
Royalty and riches would have surely been his fate,
In another time, another place.

    He was as wild as the river that flows by our home,
          And every since the day he left out on his own,
     Wild as the wind that blows through these pines.
           Just a lost soul that life left behind.

And just like that river, he wound a crooked trail.
Hopeless schemes, broken dreams and a little time in jail.
Who knows what desperation can lead a man to do?
But he never would have wanted to hurt you.

      He was as wild as the river that flows by our home,
          And every since the day he left out on his own,
     Wild as the wind that blows through these pines.
           Just a lost soul that life left behind.

Questions still unanswered about the night he died.
Policeman's gun and all as one they called it justified.
But, remember, all the lies and the stories that they tell,
Are not of the man you knew and loved so well.

       He was as wild as the river that flows by our home,
          And every since the day he left out on his own,
     Wild as the wind that blows through these pines.
           Just a lost soul life left behind.

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