Broken bottles shine just like stars, make a wish, anyway
Just your smile lit a sixty-watt bulb in my house that was darkened for days
I been thinking you probably should stay
The road we used to drive
still feels like she’s sitting beside me.
The places we went
they hold her in a way I can’t touch anymore.
Every step I take in this town
pulls her back into my mind.
Nothing replaces that.
Nothing even comes close.
She’s everywhere,
and it stays.