Bed Of Roses
In a dusty old bar on the outskirts of town,
my whiskey tainted thoughts are all of you.
You make me wonder about things like forever,
and about love that lasts your life through.
Rich amber liquid swirls slowly in my glass,
there in it's bottom I see your stormy eyes.
They make me recall how terribly I miss you,
and how much I love you in spite of my lies.