Peggy

Intro: I saw your shoes empty by the door I've never thought of them like that before And I can hear the silence in between the sound But I still hear your voice when you are not around And I saw your mother's name in a book of poetry And I saw your mother's hand in a favourite recipe But she will never know me, no she will never know Oh Peggy, the things we leave behind Well this is the place where nothing stays the same And these are the feelings that never go away And I can see the time filling up your eyes We are all the things we try to hide And I saw your mother's name in a book of poetry And I saw your mother's hand in a favourite recipe But she will never know me, no she will never know Oh Peggy, the things we leave behind Oh Peggy, the things we leave behind I saw your shoes empty by the door And I've never thought of them like that before