There is a place I can't stop thinking about
thinking how  special it was to me
There is a feeling I feel picturing someone else there
someone else feeling the way I used to

It was her special little place
and I know someone else before me was there also
I was her special little company there
and I wanted to be the last one sharing the place

I know it better than the person after me
touching the skin I used to touch
I know it better than the person sitting there
seeing the sights I used to see

Her special little place became our special little place
but now it's gone
Her special little place became my special little memory
but now it's gone