My tears will not stop today
Though the scent of celmentines on my hands
Keep me from wiping my eyes
The sticky feeling is stinging them resentlessly
They are red from missing you
And the only relief I get is from
A shot of tequila
With a rum chaser
I blank out until the dawn's light
Shines thru the window
And the rest of the day, I fight the combination
Of sadness and being hungover
Until I cannot combat anymore
Then I return to my bed, as the weeping begins
And start dreaming of you and I
In paradise