Tonight we sat around the fire, singing old country songs
You should have been here
I wanted you here
I needed you here
Breeze blowing a warm caress on my skin,
I wanted it to be you
I needed it to be you
Drinking Peach Brandy Shooters,
I wanted you to get drunk from my kisses
I wanted your kiss
I needed your kisses.
You should have been here to kiss me
But you weren't here
Couldn't be here
Oh Why aren't you here?