Drove past your house tonight
Wondered if you still think about me
Thought about
The thoughts you’d have about me
Do you remember me fondly?
Or am I just another face
You were born to forget?
I drove past your house tonight
And I wish I didn’t know it was yours
I wish I was born to forget your face
But that shotgun smile you shot me
Years ago still burns in my mind
And I cannot break the image
Of that ivory white smile
I wish I could forget about you
Like you’ve forgotten about me
Robb Christof 