Texty: Buddy & Julie Miller. Broken Things. I Still Cry.

I'm making flowers out of paper while darkness takes the afternoon
I know that they won't last forever but real ones fade away too soon

I still cry sometimes when I remember you
I still cry sometimes when I hear your name
I said goodbye and I know you're alright now
But when the leaves start falling down I still cry

It's just that I recall september it's just that I still hear your song
It's just I can't seem to remember forever more those days are gone