Someday

Just how many cups do you think I drank?

While sitting on that couch

Just how many connections did I make?

In those crazy rooms…

 

There were lovers and friends with all kinds of life

Who sat together to share

And we sipped and we drank and we talked in the night

And everything was just so damn cool.

 

I loved all the bustle and all of the light

So hip and so utterly free

But it’s the memories we shared that make the place

And make the place itself a memory.