Your memory hurts, it wears.
I can still smell you from the tips of my hair.
Sweet, sophiticated, a mystery.
You drove me straight into history.
Come home soon.
Touch my face, make me swoon
Again and again and again.
Do you taste me in the ink of a pen?
I miss you every night,
There isn't another thought in sight.
You're lost at sea, I should let you go.
No goddbye kiss this time,
Just go.
