Empty Beer Cans - John Lindberg Trio

Sitt along in this bar

Im the only one left

Empty beer cans all around me

Taste pf whisky on my lip

Summer is her, but it feels like winter when youre gone

I miss your smile, I miss your laught, I miss our song

Now youre gone, and I think of you

I think of you

Lay awake in my bed, teras left marks on my cheek

I tried to sleep, but im afraid of dreaming