Kisses
And My Barstool
Night
after night
I
sit on the same barstool
Remembering
you
And
everything we had
When
we loved each other
But
that was so long ago
Now
I only have this bar
And
shots of Jack line up before me
A million
shots
One
for every one of a million kisses
Kisses
I lost so many years ago
Kisses
that we should have shared
Many
say I may have a drinking problem
But
I know that I have no problem
I
know the drinks take my memories
And
they allow me to become numb
And
not suffer from my depression
And,
although I still think of you
It
doesn’t hurt as bad
At
least for a little while
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