Sometimes - Lobo

I can’t recall the color of her eyes

But I remember the way she said goodbye

I wouldn’t know her voice now if she called

I hardly ever think of her at all

But sometimes if the moon is just right

I think of her in the middle of the night

And I remember things I swore that I’d forget

And then I drive her right out of my mind

Sometimes

I think maybe her hair was soft and brown

I do know that she turned my whole world upside down

Hey I don’t need her any how

And I don’t miss her too much now

Sometimes when things are perfect

I forget the way that we were

And sometimes a whole minute passes by

That I don’t think of her