I can almost hear your voice in the morning
Softly, whispering my name
And I can almost taste the sweetest of your kisses
And I can feel you touching me again
Oh, Im getting so good at playing make believe
I can almost talk to your memory
Oh, I can almost smell a trace of your perfume
The one you always wore just for me
Were together; were together in our room
Yes everything is like, just like it use to be
And Im getting so good at playing make believe
That I can almost talk to your memory
Oh I know, I been clinging (I been clinging to) to some old memories
Yeah but I dont care (I dont care)
Because they are bring, bring you back to me
And I love my memories
I can almost pretend our love ever ended
And that someday youll be coming back to me
And Oh Im getting so good, oh baby, at playing make believe
That I can almost talk to your memory
Oh Im getting oh so good at playing make believe
That I can almost talk to your memory
To your memory