I’ve Slipped Her Mind Robert Cray

I lit two brand-new candles
Set two glasses out for wine

Two hours ago
She was due here anytime
I'm starting to believe
I've slipped her mind

Friday night she's coming
Got the date circled in red

I've planned this night all day
High hopes, high hopes
Running through my head

Had big plans for love and romance
Ohhh, and I got the blues instead

Both candles just burned out
I sip the wine till it's gone
Called her place all evening
But the phone rings on and on

Two hours ago
She was due here any time