Still think of you when I’m buttoning my shirt
Still think of you when I’m driving home from work
Still think of you even though it always hurts
Can’t help myself

Still think of you when the sun’s low in the west
Still think of you when the moon is at its crest
Still think of you and I know we did our best
Can’t help myself

Could I go back in time
And wipe you from my mind
I would refuse
I treasure every thought of you


Still think of you in the creaking on the stairs
Still think of you in the soft, warm summer air
Still think of you and it feels like a prayer
Can’t help myself

Still think of you when the radio is on
Still think of you in an old forgotten song
Everywhere I go I carry you along
Can’t help myself