Tonight on asher's porch I swear I heard
You laugh like you did when we first met.
I tried to catch your eye
But you're too damn stubborn now let me in
500 Nights spent by your side and I could've spent 500 more.
But this lonely mind, it needs some time,
These lonely dreams need something to work towards.

It's easy to talk about the past, wishing that time
Was in a frame upon your bookshelf.
I saw you crying in beau's lap, talking about life as
If it was something you could pass or fail.
But it doesn't have to be a test. All the things we did
All the things we said, there's no use dwelling in.
No, it's the whiskey on your breath that's keeping
You in a state of rememberence.

500 Nights spent by your side
We're living in restless times,
No one wants to be tied to
The selflessness of every hour
500 Nights.