The lights were down low
the television shining bright
and I got myself to thinking
in that tired and hazy night

you were as simple as the spring
in your sweet cotton pants
I don’t know why I bothered dreamin’
I could never take the chance

looking comfortable and warm
you were beauty near to me
my thoughts they ran away
but the two of us could never be

I knew it as I watched you
that your heart was far away
and the way you made me feel
but more than that I couldn’t say

I was happy just to be there
the television shining bright
and I won’t forget the magic
I felt for you that night

(from “Part Three: Seduced By Fantasy…”)

Like finding an old snapshot ‘among your souvenirs’.