Temporary Feelings

It was dim lights and cheap champagne when I saw you across the

room Knew that I shouldn't, but I couldn't look away too

soon Didn't need your name, didn't need your voice

Just a silent promise A mutually agreed-upon choice We ditched the

bar and left without a trace Found a room with a number just to set

the pace No promises were made under that flashing neon sign Just a temporary

feeling that felt so fine We were riding in my old

Ford truck Didn't look at each other or talk very much