Whiskey on your breath
          Tobacco on your lips
The crooked smile
When you say my name

Calloused fingers
       Lax posture
The crinkle in your eye
Can't help but sway your way

Stubble on your chin
         Scuffed up boots
Scar above your brow
Your stories I want to hear

Your hands
my waist
the room seems to fade away

And when I open my eyes
You are still across the bar
Maybe it'll happen
Just not tonight