One More Time - Psychic Ills

I hear your voice;

I’m in your line

I see your memory walking through my mind

I see your name written in my dreams

I wish I could let you see what I mean

I know it didn’t always work out right

We could try it one more time

I see you when I close my eyes

I see your face in the mirror of my mind

I see your memory lingering in my dreams

I wish I could let you see what I mean

I know it didn’t always work out right

We could try it one more time

I know it didn’t always work out right

We could try it one more time