I'm staring out the window at the valleys and the plains
Dwelling on the past with my troubles and my pains
The past is the past, I begin to let it go
But hopefully this time I won't let my feelings show
I miss her more than ever, especially this time
I think back to the time when I used to call her mine
She gave me everything, but you took that away
I gave her everything up until that fateful day
So now I'm in the car, on the road to thinking
Now that I've thought about it, I think I might start drinking
The taste of the alcohol might remind me of her lips
Or maybe I'll remember how it felt to hold her hips
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