Holllllogram

I drove, late, down to the edge of the lake. Where your hometown shines far on the other side. And I trace, with my finger, the streets we used to terrorize. Drinking in the park, holding hands in the dark. So, love glows like the moon Swinging low, above the Atlantic. Sparkles on the choppy days. I don’t care what they say; If I have to dance alone I will. La-da, da da-da, da da da-da-dum (x2) We used to be friends how we used to be lovers. Now we live so far away from each other. You sold your guitar, cut your hair, and moved off to the city. I threw out the shell I stole from your windowsill. So love glows, like the moon Swinging low above the Atlantic. I fell for a hologram. I don’t give a damn; If I have to dance alone I will. La-da, da da-da, da da da-da-dum (x2) La-da-dum, La-da -dum.