More songs by Bailey Zimmerman
Description
There are memories that smell of gasoline, the heat of a bonfire, and something sticky and sweet, like a summer romance that didn't last until autumn. When the windows fogged up not from the cold, but from the breath of two people who thought it would last “forever.” Now these lines contain other people's names, other people's hands, other people's songs in the same headphones. And it seems like it's time to let go, but memory is a stubborn thing, rewinding the tape until the heart gives up. The sad irony is that everything has remained in its place: the road, the music, even the wind is the same. Only in the frame, it's no longer you.
Lyrics and translation
Original
I remember when it was forty-five outside, but inside we were fogging up the windows.
I remember when it was summertime rolling down, your brown hair getting backroad windblown.
I remember when it was I started loving you the day you played me your favorite song, sharing headphones.
Now every ride I take down memory lane, my heart hits a dead-end road.
'Cause it ain't my truck pickin' you up.
It ain't my shoulder your head's laid on. It ain't my kiss gettin' you drunk.
It ain't my songs that you're singin' along to. Yeah, it ain't my shirt that you're sleepin' in.
Nah, it ain't my skin on your skin.
So yeah, I should just forget it, 'cause girl, I know it isn't me makin' you fall in love, but I remember when it was.
I remember when it was big fight goodbye, CoverGirl tears rollin' down your cheek.
I remember when it was my dumb ass thinkin' you'd come back after a couple weeks. Now it's killin' me.
'Cause it ain't my truck pickin' you up. It ain't my shoulder your head's laid on.
It ain't my kiss gettin' you drunk.
It ain't my songs that you're singin' along to. Yeah, it ain't my shirt that you're sleepin' in.
Nah, it ain't my skin on your skin.
So yeah, I should just forget it, 'cause girl, I know it isn't me makin' you fall in love, but I remember when it was.
It ain't my hand holdin' your hand, but I remember when it was.
It ain't us makin' forever plans, but I remember when it was my truck pickin' you up, my shoulder your head's laid on, my kiss gettin' you drunk. It ain't my songs that you're singin' along to.
Yeah, it ain't my shirt that you're sleepin' in. Nah, it ain't my skin on your skin.
So yeah, I should just forget it, 'cause girl, I know it isn't me makin' you fall in love, but I remember when it was.
Yeah, I remember when it was.
Oh,
I remember when it was.