I'm reminiscing,
Sometimes.
But there's no regret in that
We are a thing of past
And there'd never been any future for us
Though we had good times;
Smoking joints in the daylight- Sun pushing through the dark blue curtains...

Drinking bottles of white,
You playing- Me dancing
Lighting up cigarettes in darkness of the bedroom,
Old tunes in the background of love making
You didn't want to call it this way
I was only kissing you away.

Sleepless nights because we fought rough
And make up *** which made us tremble with desire.
You used to say Im a kid
Who could not understand complexity of your 80s mind.
But you found to be wrong
When we talked some more
And I knew you better than anyone,
and got the way you are
in your insecure rockstar life.

We had good times
Its a thing of past
We couldnt last
But I like to reminisce sometimes
About what we had but wasnt made for us.