I could force a smile. Say at least Ive loved for a little while. Consider myself a one of the lucky few. . Spend the rest of all time. Dreamin of when you were mine.
We camped out on the living room floor. In our old sleeping bags by a make-believe fire. In a tent made of covers, we'd talked for hours. My two brothers and me.
I never get tired of hearing your voice. Or watching you smile. The little way your eyes get a little lazy. When Im drivin you out. . The warmth of your touch.
Friend, I'm glad you called. It's been a long time, yeah, I'm doin' okay. And I hear he's fine no, we're not together. Don't apologize it don't bother me.