There's a song
That reminds me of you
Everytime it plays
I'm taken back to the good old days
It's like I can picture it with my eyes open
How your hand would move to the volume button on the stereo
The sound would flood your car
And you would tell me you loved this song
I'd say I know
And from both our lips
In sync the lyrics would flow
Heads bobbed
And arms raised
Like marionettes we performed a routine
Even though we no longer speak
There's always going to be this song
That reminds me of you
And my hand will move to the volume button
And I will sing it like a memorial
My body will move like a puppeteer controlling it
I will dance a ritual that was never broken