some things

that charming little street cafe

doesn't haunt me anymore

i can sit down in a corner booth

without starring at the door

running into our old friends

it doesn't happen much but it's nice when i do

they know they don't have to leave

your name out for me

like they used to

the smell inside my sixty-eight

thank god it finally passed

i don't see you sitting next to me

drawing hearts there on the glass

i've got so much going on

i hardly find the time to do what i need to do

i finally put those memories all to bed

and that having been said

there's still a few

there's a few mornings when i know

that the bitter winter cold

has got you wishing your old bones weren't so used

an old song can take me back

honey i can't help but laugh at how we danced

to born to run in the living room

i spent a lot of time

erasing your life from mine

in the end it was the best thing i could do

but it don't mean

that some things don't remind me of you

i've been drinking coffee black again

without that feeling in my throat

i don't see you on the movie screens

or hear you in my radio

i know it took a little longer than

either of us planned but that's just how it goes

i had to finish up with hating you and now that i'm through

what do you know

there's a few mornings when i know

that the bitter winter cold

has got you wishing your old bones weren't so used

an old song can take me back

honey i can't help but laugh at how we danced

to born to run in the living room

i spent a lot of time

erasing your life from mine

after all you were the only thing i knew

so it don't mean

that some things don't remind me of you

no it don't mean

that some things don't remind me of you