Fill My Shoes

I hope she takes her coffee black
And puts the seat of the car way back
That way she'll remind you of me

I hope she's always runnin' late
And that she stands at five-foot-eight
So when you look at her, I'm all that you see

I hope she loves the boats on the river
So much that it makes you shiver
'Cause all I ever talk about is sailin' out to sea

And I know it might sound crazy
But the sound of you callin' her "baby"
Is chewin' me up and spittin' me out
Because I know without a doubt that

She won't love you like I used to
She's never gonna know you like I do
She won't drive the miles and
She don't have my smile
The one that drove you wild
She might be the one you choose
But she won't fill my shoes

I hope she plays my favorite song
And you can't help but sing along
And hear my voice playin' through your mind

I hope she tries to make you dance
And you wish you hadn't lost the chance
To be the one who was dancin' with me

And I know it might sound crazy
But the truth is that my baby
I've memorized you far too long
To think you've already moved on, 'cause

She don't love you like I used to
She's never gonna know you like I do
She won't drive the miles and
She don't have my smile
The one that drove you wild
She might be the one you choose
But she won't fill my shoes

She won't love you like I used to
She's never gonna know you like I do
She won't drive the miles and
She don't have my smile
The one that drove you wild
She might be the one you choose
But she won't fill my shoes



Credits
Writer(s): Remy Kane
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