500 Nights
Tonight on Asher's porch I swear I heard you laugh like you did when we first met
I tried to catch your eye, but you're too damn stubborn now let me in
Five hundred nights spent by your side and I could've spent five hundred more
But this lonely mind, it needs some time
These lonely dreams need something to work towards
It's easy to talk about the past, wishing that time was in a frame upon your bookshelf
I saw you crying in Beau's lap, talking about life as if it was something you could pass or fail
But it doesn't have to be a test
All the things we did, all the things we said, there's no use dwelling in
No, it's the whisky on your breath that's keeping you in a state of remembrance
Five hundred nights spent by your side
We're living in restless times
No one wants to be tied to the selflessness of every hour
Five hundred nights
Writer/s: Courtney Marie Andrews
