How many times have I sat here in this chair   Staring at the rain and thinking how it might have been   Wondering how so many things I did could be so wrong   Well, maybe I could use that in a song      Memories have a way of coming back when I'm alone   They stir the soul within me like the crying of the wind   I try to push them far away where memories belong   Hey, maybe I could use that in a song      The one thing that disturbs me even more than losing you   Is I still feel the same as when you left so long ago   If time's the great physician, why does he take so long   Well, maybe I could use that in a song      These songs have been my only friend and many lonely times   They've shared my deepest secrets and help me pass the night   But one day I won't need them, I hope to be that strong   Maybe I could use that in a song      Well, maybe I could use that in a song