You are gone at first light
Lipstick stains on the wine glass gleam
It was a crazy night

Your shape on the sheets so white
Makes me ache and remember my scream
You are gone at first light

The cigarette butts on the floor a sight
All memories of a recurring theme
It was a crazy night

The empty bottles full of our ghosts so light
It was not love supreme
You are gone at first light

The bruise on my inner thigh a sight
Not a theme for a dream
It was a crazy night

So I will search some more for my knight
In the bright light of the dancing sunbeam
You are gone at first light
It was a crazy night