5:30 Saturday Morning - Lennon, Lennon Murphy

We fell in love at first glance

When our eyes met and our hearts raced

But nothing ever lasts in this life

So it ends there and I’m sittin' here

With this bottle of wine in one hand

And a cigarette in the other

The only thing on my body

Is the impression of you

(Some impression of you)

(That damned impression of you)

So maybe I’m not a dreamer

But I’m too realistic to ask myself that

And maybe you weren’t looking at me

But at some her behind my shoulder

With this bottle of wine in one hand

And a cigarette in the other

The only thing on my body

Is the impression of you

(Some impression of you)

(That damned impression of you)

It’s a little cold where I’m sitting

Yet you seem so warm up there

And the emotions just pouring through

But I don’t know from who to where

With this bottle of wine in one hand

And a cigarette in the other

The only thing on my body

Is the impression of you

(Some impression of you)

(That damned impression of you)

We fell in love at first glance

When our eyes met and our hearts raced