This whiskey
Staring back at me
Bring back our first memory
Time to go
On my own
Find a place i've never seen
Felt a presence in the air
Thought i saw you standing there
Drink it down
One more round
Miss your whiskey colored hair
We can light a fire
We can count up all the years that went away
Light the fire
Tell a story of a life we never made
The morning sun burns a haze
Haven't slept in a couple days
Covered ground
Leaving town and the
Empty bottles in this place
Hear your voice in my head
Kept your space on the side of my bed
No goodbyes
Severed ties
Found out one too many lies
We can light a fire
We can count up all the years that went away
Light the fire
Tell a story of a life we never made
