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lyrics
Those are the steps that I walk down
Those are the steps that made a sound
Those are the steps that I walk down
Those are the steps that made a sound
Every time I walk those red
Steps a thought went through my head
Every time I walked those red
Steps a thought went through my head
Of you descending the wooden staircase
A Dixie cup right in your hand
And how I caught your wandering gaze
Swore I’d remember it all my days
Instead I only think about
How I used to think about you
Now I only think about
How I used to think about you
When I found out you knew my name
It was something simple, something vain
When I found out you knew my name
It was something simple, something vain
I ran home just to write it down
To keep the feeling, keep it around
I ran home just to write it down
To keep the feeling, keep it around
Sometimes I’ll go back and read
Of the futile heart of that other me
Sometimes I’ll go back and read
Of the futile heart of that other me
And I only think about
How I used to think about you
Now I only think about
How I used to think about you
You walked tall like a dancer would
I tried to find you if I could
You walked tall like a dancer would
I tried to find you if I could
But I didn’t need to try
You were always in my eye
Stacks, the grass, and the wooden stairs
Like as not you would be there
I came to think of you as my
Guardian angel from on high
I came to think of you as my
Guardian angel sent from high
Now I only think about
How I used to think about you
Now I only think about
How I used to think about you
Years past now since you’ve been gone
Then came a daydream like the dawn
Your skirt caught the grass we shuffled through
Dampened the hemline with the dew
Now this image has replaced
Everything of the older days
Memory is not a choice
Your copper hair, your lovely voice
But in the dust, the room, the broken chair
The heater blows out the driest air
A poster falls from off the wall
It comes flooding back, it all
Now I only think about
How I used to think about you
Now I only think about
How I used to think about you