You were just outside the door
I was lying on the floor
I could almost hear you breathing
you pushed your finger past my bell
and your footsteps I could tell
had the sound of leaving

I could have gotten to my feet
and if I'd run I could have beat
you to your car as you were going
so now I'm following you
because there's nothing else to do
and 'cause i couldn't think of anything to say to

Cecelia- I'm following you
Cecelia- I'm following you
like a hound without a scent
I'm wandering wondering where you went
with little hope of finding you

Maybe we were never meant to be
but as for me and destiny-
we never agreed much anyway
what is good and what is right
don't mean much in a fight
what matters is not quitting

so I'm prepared to go the distance
to weather any obstacle which falls across my path
I may have fallen short before
I may have cowered on the floor
but now I'm standing and no force can stop me

Cecelia- I'm following you
Cecelia- I'm following you
like a hound without a scent
I'm wandering wondering where you went
with little hope of finding you

Who needs hope if they've got love?
all the poets of the ages couldn't say it any better
Cecelia my love
with every second and every step my love grows stronger

©2010 Fred Gillen Jr./ Fuel For The Revolution Music (B.M.I.)

Posted Thursday, February 25th 2010