July 6th.

I close my eyes and I'm back there,

I smell beer and this guy's cologne,

the guy who's hugging me,

but it's not him I'm looking at.

I close my eyes and I'm back there,

and there's no worries or muddy thoughts

anymore;

it's your eyes looking into mine,

as if the hand on my back belonged to you,

it's your eyes burning my insides,

as if it were only you and me.

I close my eyes and I'm back there,

and everything's clear,

I finally get every single cheesy song

and my heart skips a beat.

I open my eyes and I'm back here,

and all of it, long gone,

but this song making its way to my heart,

begging me to close my eyes once more.