Not That I Would Want Her Back

The other evening I was drinkin' with my friends
In no specific frame of mind
Don't know exactly why I
Thought of her again
And how she mixed her drinks with lime
Then I found that I was talking about all the little ways
She filled my time
Hey, it's not that I would want her back
Of course, you know, it's not like that
It's must have been the music or the wine

I woke up dreaming from a sleepy 4 A.M
Don't know exactly why I did
Caught up in memories of the rhythms of her sleep
When she was next to me and glad to be
And I reached across the darkness
But I only touched the vacancy beside me
It's not that I would want her back
She wasn't all that much
In fact, I'm glad she's gone, I'm happy to be free

You know it really wasn't such a heavy scene
I've had it heavier, I'm sure
It's just these pictures and these signs in magazines
Why do so many look like her?
And her vision lingers over all the nights
That fade and follow other memories
But it's not that I would want her back
It's just the summer night attracting pictures from a dream
A world behind me