Again

I miss them

Sweet tastin’, hard drivin’, love makin’ days,

When I sat on a couch and looked on in a daze.

All my friends were dancing in the corner,

And someone was shouting at me come over.

There you were, ripped jeans, mojito sighs,

All I did was look in those pretty eyes,

And thought what could be better than this,

So move over here, give me a kiss.

Move so hard and play all soft,

I wonder how all this even started off.

But I was thinkin’ too hard and forgot how I got here,

So I took a load off, stayed awhile, got me a beer.

Making the night so young and mornings old,

I gotta wake up though cause its gettin cold.

Thats ok, I had fun so I’ll come over again,

We should really do this again.

We ought to do this again.

I miss him