The Sunset Marquis Vonda Shepard

There's a place where we hung out
At The Sunset Marquis
And I miss the way your hand felt
Resting on my knee
It was one of the few times
I didn't want to change a thing

And the way the light hit your face just right
Was like a movie, a movie
And the way you laughed
Well it warmed the draft
Running through me, through me
And I wanna go back to try and unwind

A couple is snapping at each other
Like dirty old rubber bands
While a waitress in a cat suit
Is starting to expand
I draw a line around your finger
Like a wedding band

Then I scribble down some poetry
On a book of matches
Cause I realise I am sitting with
One of the finest catches
And suddenly in the background it was you