Forgetting You
I shake the sleep clean
I wake up from the sofa green
My hung over head recalls
Wine-residue dreams
Replay our closing scene
And I stumble up, trip and fall
Oh, but you're not there
Collecting your things
Oh, but you still reside
In-between these words I sing
August, September, October, November, December
These seasons I waste through
Well, I can sit here feeling sorry for myself
Or I can start forgetting you
I can start forgetting you
The ladies they come, the ladies they go
The ladies they come, the ladies they go
The ladies they come and go
When will this merry-go-round begin to slow
And I know
But I can't transcribe the window frost note
Perhaps it's the wife I havent yet met
She's calling me home
So I stay the middle lane
Keeping time with line
And filling evenings with refrain
I'm taking my chances
I'm seeing my way
Oh, so true
I could sit here feeling sorry for myself
Or I can start forgetting you
Oh, I can start forgetting you, yeah
I soak up my spilled escape and pour the bottle clean
I'm polishing 7 years emotions
And Im taking them to the scene
Well I-95s lookin wide and the sky is ripped so blue
So time to pick up
I gotta move on
And so do you
I wake up from the sofa green
My hung over head recalls
Wine-residue dreams
Replay our closing scene
And I stumble up, trip and fall
Oh, but you're not there
Collecting your things
Oh, but you still reside
In-between these words I sing
August, September, October, November, December
These seasons I waste through
Well, I can sit here feeling sorry for myself
Or I can start forgetting you
I can start forgetting you
The ladies they come, the ladies they go
The ladies they come, the ladies they go
The ladies they come and go
When will this merry-go-round begin to slow
And I know
But I can't transcribe the window frost note
Perhaps it's the wife I havent yet met
She's calling me home
So I stay the middle lane
Keeping time with line
And filling evenings with refrain
I'm taking my chances
I'm seeing my way
Oh, so true
I could sit here feeling sorry for myself
Or I can start forgetting you
Oh, I can start forgetting you, yeah
I soak up my spilled escape and pour the bottle clean
I'm polishing 7 years emotions
And Im taking them to the scene
Well I-95s lookin wide and the sky is ripped so blue
So time to pick up
I gotta move on
And so do you
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