So now Im here in my room
Curtains closed, lights off, and Im all alone
The smell of dinner
My mother is calling
But I dont care, I cant let go
And Ive still got your shirt
It fills this room with memories I cant forget
And I miss your touch
And the sound of your voice
I cant forget
Now I make my way out of bed
A flashback reveals pictures of you in my head
No!
The door handle is turning
I dont want anyone else in here
I must get over you and move on
And Ive still got your shirt
It fills this room with memories
I cant forget
And I miss your touch
and the sound of your voice
I cant forget
So Ill sit back and count the stars I put on my ceiling
The stars outside I try to hide cause they remind me of nights that we spent alone in my room
We always talked about our turn-ons
I want to forget
And Ive still got your shirt
It fills this room with memories
I cant forget
And I miss your touch
and the sound of your voice
I cant forget
