You stayed with her, but don’t get confused.
Somehow you found a way to stay with me too.
Sure, she has you in the physical sense.
But your memory, oh boy, it hasn’t left.
Each car I pass at midnight has headlights just like yours.
Every song on the radio takes me back, and every emotion pours.
Out from my heart, up from my soul, down my cheeks, out of control.
©2017
