See You Here (feat. Nathan Sheridan)

You looked me in the eyes

My favorite kind of blue

Was trying not to cry

You whispered, I love you

Something I won’t forget

Etched in my memories

The day we got the call

I wondered is this real

And My heart skipped a beat

When yours left me

I can see you here

At your old house, Sunday morning before church

Across the field, on the front porch, sipping coffee on the swing

I couldn't stop or roll back time to relive all those years

But I can still see you here

You’d tell me how things were

Back in the good old days

You’d crack a joke and smile

And make it all ok

We knew this day would come

But it would come too soon

I can see you here

At your old house, Sunday morning before church

Across the field, on the front porch, sipping coffee on the swing

I couldn't stop or roll back time to relive all those years

But I can still see you here

I can see you here

At your old house, Sunday morning

Across the field, on the front porch, sipping coffee on the swing

I couldn't stop or roll back time to relive all those years

If you could be here now

How things have changed

I guess nothing stays the same