I wore out the sweater that you gave me the winter after you left.
I worked in it, I slept in it, I walked in it. Until it dissolved into tattering thread.
I guess I never got over the way I felt with it on. I could feel your arms on me, wrapped around the wool, pressing against my skin.
(Goodbye, lovely one, maybe one day we will fly away. Goodbye, lovely one, maybe one day we will fly away, away, away.)
Some nights I’d wake up in the dark and smell you in the colors and in the center of it, holding me like you did in December before you left.
And I’d wait in the darkness, holding my breath, hoping you’d appear. A hovering apparition, a tortured vision of the love I’d lost.
(Goodbye, lovely one, maybe one day we will fly away. Goodbye, lovely one, maybe one day we will fly away, away, away.)
How many nights did I sit and watch the ice melt in my glass, slowly disappearing and dissolving until I drank it down. Absorbing the alcohol into my skin, wondering where you were and what you were doing.
Credits
Music and Lyrics by Charlie Cheney, Greg Roteik, Carley Baer
Charlie Cheney - guitar, vocals
Carley Baer - guitar, vocals
Greg Roteik - guitar, bass
Kipp Wilde - keys, drums
from Love On Holiday Vol. 3, released February 14, 2015