remembered my gla** of wine
our first, the other night
my pinot grigio, your noir
nothing like this before
lay down, look at the stars
i'm gonna remember this
i'm walking on air
every time i drive by
i swear it's like you're here
i can feel your hair
the way you move
when you're standing there
the scar you left
the bar you set
i hate you for all the things
you left unsaid