Flipping though the channels
I stop on what looks to be our past and i press record on my VCR
Just so i can see where we went wrong.
The lighting was all wrong
And you shouldnt wear your hair like that,
but once its lights camera action you cant fix it,
just-go-with-the-flow and hope we dont die.
Our series is over now and only reruns play in my mind.
maybe we could stay up late one tuesday night,
sink back into that couch
And watch some of our better times?
lets call it our first date
I just love the metaphor in this.