By memory
When the day
and the night light
collide
I will be there
out on the back porch
drinking away
writing every other
word
of our love story
and singing, off key,
to songs from the past
and the night light
collide
I will be there
out on the back porch
drinking away
writing every other
word
of our love story
and singing, off key,
to songs from the past