Her hands are burned from the torch that she carries
Her closets are full of old dreams she can`t wear
I sit beside her but it`s you on her mind it`s a party you`re giving but I buy the wine
She`ll dance with me but it`s you that she`s holding
And she does her best to hide it from me
But I`ve always known she can leave me behind
She brings the mem`ries and buy the wine
I buy the wine that makes her unwind and makes her forget about you
Then in the darkness with our bodies entwined
She cries out a name but Lord it`s not mine
I buy the wine...
