5:30 Saturday Morning

We fell in love at first glance
When our eyes met and our hearts raced
But nothing ever lasts in this life
So it ends there and I'm sittin' here

With this bottle of wine in one hand
And a cigarette in the other
The only thing on my body
Is an impression of you

So maybe I'm not a dreamer
But I'm too realistic to ask myself that
And maybe you were looking at me
But I see her behind my shoulder

With this bottle of wine in one hand
And a cigarette in the other
The only thing on my body
Is an impression of you
Some impression of you

It's a little cold where I'm sitting
Yet it seems so warm up there
And the emotions just pouring through
But I don't know from who to where

With this bottle of wine in one hand
And a cigarette in the other
The only thing on my body
Is an impression of you
A damned impression of you

We fell in love at first glance
When our eyes met and our hearts raced