Pretty Face

PRETTY FACE

I hear your voice, calling through the years
I see you, now, through a veil of bitter tears
No amount of time or distance could erase
The sadness that I feel when I remember your pretty face

You came to me like a vision in a dream
But sometimes, things are not the way they seem
Maybe, if we’d met in some other time and place,
I would still be kissing the smile on your pretty face

Can’t hold back the tears, see how they fall
More than a million; I’ve counted them all

I ask my friends, but nobody explains
How, even now, so much love remains
Oh, why can’t I forget that final sad embrace?
And why no look of regret on that pretty face?

Copr. 2021, Eugene Allan Schwimmer