Whiskey

When your heart breaks in LA
And the Whisky tastes like sugar cane
Not all the long drives or the tears I've cried
Can keep me from saying "What if you stayed?"
Driving down the 101 at night, keeps me thinking what if you stayed
When I wake up and pour coffee for one, keeps me thinking, thinking
I want it to be the way it used to be
Just you and me in the sun
When your heart breaks in LA
And the Whisky tastes like sugar cane
Not all the long drives or the tears I've cried
Can keep me from saying "What if you stayed?"
….your touch
….your voice
…your love
But like the woman said to me, "'used-to-be's ain't no more"
I want it to be the way it used to be
Just you and me in the sun
When your heart breaks in LA
And the Whisky tastes like sugar cane
Not all the long drives or the tears I've cried
Can keep me from saying "What if you stayed?"
I want it to be the way it used to be
I want it to be the way it used to be
I want it to be the way it used to be