I close my eyes and I see you
Swaying and grooving
With a wine glass in your hand you whisper,
“Brookie, close your eyes.
And as they sing, Don’t stop believing, I watch joy re-enter your body.
Your eyes are closed and all I see is your soul lifting and freeing from your daily depression.
So now whenever I’m surrounded by music, all i see is you.
And that freedom on your face.
And my tears start flowing as I wish
You could be free from your mind like that every night.
But instead you drink and resent.
And over and over I hear less and less joy in your voice
Yet I still hope that one day I can take you back to that vineyard
And watch you close your eyes once more and let a small town girl take your soul away.