Wind back the cassette to before that rainy November day to when I didn't feel lost without you holding me down keeping me anchored
I close my eyes to see the fine details the loud confidence the smell of rain on your skin the can of beer in your hand how you took my hands like a winter coat against the cold
I go back and chose an empty seat or don't talk about the traffic how glad we were it was Friday I would never have heard you laugh seen the way you look in love