DJ, Play That Song

I can’t play half of my albums
They paint my whole day blue
Every word's like poison ivy
That makes me itch to be with you
The rythym of the chorus
Bring back the once upon a times
Each beat reminds me of each second
That is passing both us by
Lyrics of our has beens
Stabs my heart with memories
But the blood lies on the both our hands
Cause I take blame to some degree
Our love's become a yesterday,
A tomorrow left to die
A photo album from the long lost past,
Fading rapid as we cry
Well I made an album out of pictures
Just the other lonely night
From pictures that I've had stored forever
In the deepest of my mind
And these photos of our future
Behind my firmly rested eyes
Create a film strip of a hollow world
In deceiving black and white
Dear know I would walk a lifetime
To reach this fairy tale
But it's just a sham that lies before me
Like a neverland for sale
I was listening to the radio
When this person got on air
They request a song they'd like to hear
A song so old and rare
She said, "DJ if you play that song,
Well you might just make my night.
It's been so different lately,
It's been so long since I've felt right.
"Well then that man inside the speakers
Plays our favorite song out loud
I could have sworn I heard you singing
To the words so soft and proud
It was that song about two lovers
And a pact made from the start
They are to go to the place they first met
If they have a change of heart
But my favorite parts the ending
When they put the pact to use
When she shows up, he is standing there
And with a smile, he tells her," truce"
I sing the song from start to finish
As if you could hear me say
"I never meant those words, I'm sorry,
I need you here with me today"
Then I put both my palms together
When the last verse reached it's end
I asked the lord for your forgiveness
So my pain could finally mend
But love I know your pain's eternal,
Your forgiveness out of reach
It's only my imagination
When you whisper, "Please come back to me"
My lucky penny is in midair,
Untouchable to me
But these gray clouds of my darkest days
Lie resting always at my feet
Well my body's finally getting weary
From walking all this way to hope
Yet I still climb this faith inside me
Like there's no ending to the rope
All I've got left is reminiscing
And these songs as souvenirs
And thin hope my soul can manage
The aching truth that you're not here