do you still remember when we knew enough about each other to spend wednesday nights lying side by side on deserted highways counting stars that we can't see and catching the other staring at us every time we turn our heads. you'd tell me about monday and i'd tell you about tuesday and then you'd play our favourite song and pull me up and say, "may i have this dance?" there are no cars and no lampposts and it's a new moon yet the darkness finds us tripping over empty ***** bottles on those giddy all-alone nights. now when i see you this is the memory that reflects in your eyes, and sometimes when i look down i see your feet tapping to the sort of music we'd never forget and then my heart will ache to waltz with yours.