The hood of your car and the Florida skyline / You
told me your secrets with your head pressed to mine
/ We lay close together like ivy entwined / You are
all of my songs and the sun as it shines / So much
beauty and style / What a beautiful smile / Like the
perfect Picasso / Both color and grace / I call my
machine to hear your voice one more time and my stomach
gets weak as your voice comes through the line / The
air is quiet, calm, and still / Just as it always and
forever will / And my radio plays the same old song
/ And it makes me foget that you are gone