Those Things Are Hers — текст песни (Honeydogs)

Here we are
We`re finally alone now
It`s just you and me
And the memories of her
Please don`t go
Though I know that you`re angry
Maybe we can kill these ghosts with another glass of wine


There`s the glass
That she pressed to her lips nightly
If you look you can see a lipstick trace
There`s the dress
That she wore so tightly
If you look in the mirror
You can see her standing there


Those things are hers:
The ring and the glass and the bed that you lie on
And I got nerve:
It`s mean dragging up the past like she wasn`t gone
And it`s a curse-to live in the shadow of a memory
That just keeps hanging on


There`s the ring that once h eld us together
She wants it back
So I`m sending it next week
There`s the coat of brown and dirty leather
She doesn`t really need it
`Cause it`s warm there out east


Those things are hers:
The ring and the glass and the bed that you lie on
And I got nerve:
It`s mean dragging up the past like she wasn`t gone
And it`s a curse-to live in the shadow of a memory
That just keeps hanging on


There`s the lamp that she turned off everynight
When she came to bed
And she held me in her arms
There`s the door that she walked through daily
And the place that I last saw her
When she walked out on me


Those things are hers:
The ring and the glass and the bed that you lie on
And I got nerve:
It`s mean dragging up the past like she wasn`t gone
And it`s a curse-to live in the shadow of a memory
That just keeps hanging on