History Of A Feeling

I don't know where I started, but I know where I stand
It comes back like a whisper when I've tried to wash my hands of it
And when I walk away, I take you as I'm leavin'
I'm still livin' in the history of a feeling
I don't see you anymore but I see you in the mirror
I only hear your voice when I know that you're not here with me
And I know love's not lie but I have a hard time believin'
I'm still livin' in the history of a feeling
And I've found new ways to separate the dead from the living
And I've filled my heart where you were always missin'
Doesn't that count for something?
And I've found new ways to count days that you're not in
And there'll come a time when you won't be mind every second
Doesn't that count for something?
I still get a tremor every time I face west
Just when I think it's gone I feel it in my chest again
It doesn't happen all the time and when it does softly creeps in
I'm still livin' in the history of a feeling
I'm livin' in the history of a feeling