Heather Maloney Forgotten Things lyrics

In the backs of the stacks in my wallet
there are savings-cards from grocery-stores that I,
I don't shop at anymore.
And on page eighty-seven of my email-history
there are letters made of mystery made of
words from friends that I don't know anymore.

Ooh on the floors of my mind are piles of paper
and when the wind comes rushing through an open window...
I'm waiting in traffic and I suddenly see your face go flying by!

Random random random memories.
Dusty dusty dusty feelings.

Sipping my coffee and I suddenly see you face go flying by...


In the corners of the drawers in my Momma's home
there are trinkets, and things we've out-grown,
there are sentimental gadgets that just don't work anymore.
And underneath the books in my piano-seat
there are songs that are incomplete,
there are melodies and rhythms that just didn't know where to go...

Ooh on the floors of my mind are piles of paper
and when the wind comes rushing through an open window...
I'm waiting in a waiting room and I suddenly see your face go flying by!

Random random random memories.
Dusty dusty dusty feelings.