Wistful Thinking

I saw someone down at the bar
They reminded me of you
They had your fiery red hair
And a matching attitude
We talked away for hours
Before they said they had to go
Part of me was grateful
Cause they felt too much like home

I'd hate to ask you to stay
Some people can't be saved
And sleeping in that crowded bed
Was played out anyway
I tell myself that it isn't
But I know deep down it's true
I wish the someone I saw at the bar

I ran into Chris at the diner
He asked me how you were
Between a flood of memories
I said I thought I heard
You were on the path to greater things
But I think he knows what I really mean

I'd hate to ask you to stay
Some people can't be saved
And sleeping in that crowded bed
Was played out anyway
I tell myself that it isn't
But I know deep down it's true
I wish the someone I saw at the bar...



Credits
Writer(s): Nicholas Vitacco
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