5:30 Saturday Morning
We fell in love at first glance
When our eyes met and our hearts raced
But nothing ever lasts in this life
So it ends there and I'm sittin' here
With this bottle of wine in one hand
And a cigarette in the other
The only thing on my body
Is an impression of you
So maybe I'm not a dreamer
But I'm too realistic to ask myself that
And maybe you were looking at me
But I see her behind my shoulder
With this bottle of wine in one hand
And a cigarette in the other
The only thing on my body
Is an impression of you
Some impression of you
It's a little cold where I'm sitting
Yet it seems so warm up there
And the emotions just pouring through
But I don't know from who to where
With this bottle of wine in one hand
And a cigarette in the other
The only thing on my body
Is an impression of you
A damned impression of you
We fell in love at first glance
When our eyes met and our hearts raced
