The Image of Me

Does he kiss you like I used to kiss you
Does he hold you like I used to do
Does he wine you and dine you
Does his kiss remind you
Of me when out love was still new.

Does he love you like I always love you
Is he worried like I used to be
Will you take him and break him
And finally forsake him
And make him the image of me.

Has he reached the point where he walks the floor
And waits for you to come home
Does he ever get blue like I used to do
How does he feel when you're gone?

Will he miss you like I've always missed you
Will he long for the things that cant be
Will love be an ember he'll alway remember
Well, then he's the image of me.

Will he miss you like I've always missed you
Will he long for the things that cant be
Will love be an ember he'll alway remember
Well, then he's the image of me...