A blues night at my house is a laptop and a ciggarette.
I will listen, imagine and admire the times I have not witnessed.
A fantasy is powerful and so is such music.
Love. I do not chase so early in my game.
However, love lingers and haunts me within the sound of Etta.
A need my hole. Oh Northern soul.
Thinking about you takes its tole.
A woman with that soul and class.
For my generation, its hard to find that kind of lass.
Blues, you come back and let me ponder.
I can\'t live in the past. I\'ll live in the now.
So when I see you Lindsey, we\'ll get closer again
For you do not know the game I play
But one day you\'ll sit back and maybe wonder.
I did kiss you one night. Intoxication.
I drank too much but how chill our relation.
A gentleman around you who looks you in the eyes.
I flirt and it hits your wall. I hope one day there is no why.