Went out the other night,
had a few drinks and smoked a little too much hookah,
met a girl and all I saw was you,
the way she closed her eyes and vibed to the music,
all I thought about was you,
the color of her dress matched the color of the dress you would wear,
the way she moved to the music was so similar to the way you moved to the beat,
I don’t know why I can’t stop missing you,
I see you in the sounds of the rhythms of the drums,
I see you in the grocery store down the isles no one else is in,
I see you in our favorite restaurants I drive past,
I see you down the streets we used to ride through…