When I see your eyes and your tiny hat and your sweet spice parfume
It’s like a time machine, take me 50’s or somewhat…

Girl, I hear your voice while that plan digs our today
I choose just a simple thing, out there when the sunset smiles…

I faced through my fears, no one notice and no one cares
Well you know we both don’t like those goddamn weekend crowds

And the shadow rise, broken cigar box, and a tear drop find its way
It’s like a distance, let us through out in the space…