The Patio
I drank more wine when I knew you
Than any other time in my life
We would sit on the patio
Finding excuses and toasting good luck
We'd always rise with the sun
I'd follow you anywhere
And under the night sky, you were the right guy
Let the good times begin
It was high summer
And the lure of the sunset was too great
We kept crawling back to the patio
To make our mistakes
I cared about so little else when I knew you
In summer
I'd ignore passing glances, I'd be passing up chances
Cuz I knew you were there
I would will you to kiss me
You could always resist me
When a good man told me he loved me
I couldn't care less cuz I was kind of obsessed
With the man on the patio
It was high summer
And the lure of the sunset was too great
We kept crawling back to the patio
To make our mistakes
Mama told me not to, so I think I've got to, got to
Summer romances not meant to advance
You used a lance to tell me that we're through
I remember her picture, I couldn't have missed her
Staring back like a mirror at me
But she must have been more than a tumble on the floor
Or a sunset under a shady tree
So I grew a spine and I quit red wine
And returned to the patio lonely but free
It was high summer
And the lure of the sunset was too great
We kept crawling back to the patio
To make our mistakes
Than any other time in my life
We would sit on the patio
Finding excuses and toasting good luck
We'd always rise with the sun
I'd follow you anywhere
And under the night sky, you were the right guy
Let the good times begin
It was high summer
And the lure of the sunset was too great
We kept crawling back to the patio
To make our mistakes
I cared about so little else when I knew you
In summer
I'd ignore passing glances, I'd be passing up chances
Cuz I knew you were there
I would will you to kiss me
You could always resist me
When a good man told me he loved me
I couldn't care less cuz I was kind of obsessed
With the man on the patio
It was high summer
And the lure of the sunset was too great
We kept crawling back to the patio
To make our mistakes
Mama told me not to, so I think I've got to, got to
Summer romances not meant to advance
You used a lance to tell me that we're through
I remember her picture, I couldn't have missed her
Staring back like a mirror at me
But she must have been more than a tumble on the floor
Or a sunset under a shady tree
So I grew a spine and I quit red wine
And returned to the patio lonely but free
It was high summer
And the lure of the sunset was too great
We kept crawling back to the patio
To make our mistakes
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Writer(s): Erica Martin
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