Too young, too dumb to realize that I should have bought you flowers... and held your hand... Should have gave you all my hours when I had the chance. Take you to every party 'cause all you wanted to do was dance. Now my baby's dancing...

I miss your tan skin, your sweet smile. They're so good to me, so right... And how you held me in your arms that September night; the first time you ever saw me cry.   Maybe this is wishful thinking, probably mindless dreaming but if we loved again