The hood of your car and the Florida skyline /
You told me your secrets with your head pressed
to mine / We lay close together like ivy entwined
/ You are all of my songs and the sun as it shines
/ So much beauty and style / What a beautiful
smile / Like the perfect Picasso / Both color and
grace / I call my machine to hear your voice one
more time and my stomach gets weak as your voice
comes through the line / The air is quiet, calm,
and still / Just as it always and forever will /
And my radio plays the same old song / And it
makes me foget that you are gone