The Image of Me

Does he kiss you like I used to kiss you

Does he hold you like I used to do

Does he wine you and dine you

Does his kiss remind you

Of me when out love was still new.



Does he love you like I always love you

Is he worried like I used to be

Will you take him and break him

And finally forsake him

And make him the image of me.



Has he reached the point where he walks the floor

And waits for you to come home

Does he ever get blue like I used to do

How does he feel when you're gone?



Will he miss you like I've always missed you

Will he long for the things that cant be

Will love be an ember he'll alway remember

Well, then he's the image of me.



Will he miss you like I've always missed you

Will he long for the things that cant be

Will love be an ember he'll alway remember

Well, then he's the image of me...