Funny how the memory On the lake when we go fishin' Makes me think you're still with me Laughing at my jokes I swear I can still feel the sun And smell the smoke At eight years old I hated when you say, it's time to go
Ooh, I never will forget Ooh, your pack of Marlboro reds That picture-perfect Kansas sky over head Ooh, you're still cigarettes and sunsets
You're the voice in my mind Never fades, never dies Still young and full of life When I think of you Oh, I can hear the flicker of that zippo in your hand See you smiling at me when the sky goes dark again
Ooh, I never will forget Ooh, your pack of Marlboro reds That picture-perfect Kansas sky over head Ooh, you're still cigarettes and sunsets
Tonight I wish you were down here with me Wouldn't need this bottle of whiskey When love gets me down
Ooh, I never will forget Ooh, your pack of Marlboro reds That picture-perfect Kansas sky over head Ooh, you're still cigarettes and sunsets
Tonight I wish you were down here with me Wouldn't need this bottle of whiskey You'll always be cigarettes and sunsetsTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
