Turned on some music to start my day.

I lost myself in a familiar song,

I closed my eyes and I slipped away.

It's more than a feeling (more than a feeling)

When I hear that old song they used to play (more than a feeling).

I begin dreaming (more than a feeling)

Till I see Marianne walk away.

I see my Marianne walking away.

So many people have come and gone,

Their faces fade as the years go by;

Yet I still recall as I wander on,

As clear as the sun in the summer sky.

It's more than a feeling (more than a feeling)

When I hear that old song they used to play (more than a feeling).

I begin dreaming (more than a feeling)

Till I see Marianne walk away.

I see my Marianne walking away.

When I'm tired and thinking cold

I hide in my music, forget the day,

And dream of a girl I used to know.

I closed my eyes and she slipped away.

She slipped away.

It's more than a feeling (more than a feeling)

When I hear that old song they used to play (more than a feeling).

I begin dreaming (more than a feeling)

Till I see Marianne walk away.

I see my Marianne walking away.

"More then a feeling"-Boston, one of my favourite rock-songs. I've liked it for as long as I can remember.

Sadly it fits my situation right now, but I'm confident things will turn out for the better again, I just need to wait.