Six White Russians and a Pink Pussycat

My visions escape as I try to open my eyes
They close again I'm looking for a reason to start this day
But nothing seems to matter enough
...
And then I hear your song
Touches me the right way
Embraces me
Listening to your song
Makes me fall in love

Slowly undress and trying to remember the day
Nothing worked with me not even the wind
When I drove home
If I drove home at all

Room Eleven-Listen