Thinkinformation societyimagine if i said i sometimes need youi need you to this dayimagine if i said i sometimes hear you call my nameimagine if i said i still could love youimagine what you'd sayimagine if i said i sometimes still can see your facethink about all the things we sharedthink about all the times we caredwhen all of your dreams have come and gonethink about me and i'll be therethere's something in the air that feels like winterthe kind we used to knowyesterday can seem like such a long long time agowho could ever count the miles between usbut now i know it's trueimagine if i said that all my dreams are dreams of youthink about all the things we sharedthink about all the times we caredwhen all of your dreams have come and gonethink about me and i'll be therethink about images we've drawnthink about all those empty songswhenever you're sure that i won't darethink about me and i'll be goneit took me a long long time to learnthat love is a thing you have to earni finally realized it's truethat i just can't make it without youthink about all the things we sharedthink about all the times we caredwhen all of your dreams have come and gonethink about me and i'll be therethink about images we've drawnthink about all those empty songswhenever you're sure that i won't darethink about me and i'll be gonefrom: angela lyon <alyon@blue.weeg.uiowa.edu>