Afterglow

Written by：Tom Laere

Sometimes when I'm awful low

I don't think about the blue sky

Just wanna see the magic

In her eyes

And it shows me

The same afterglow

Why don't you think of something new

And make a day

With old feelier

Boy you're beginning

To see the dark

And it shows you

The same afterglow

She ain't the kind

That you'll easily forget

Boy you're husseling roses

Down the avenue of death

And you don't want

You don't want to lose her yet

She ain't the kind

That you'll easily forget

Boy you're husseling roses

Down the avenue of death

And you don't want

You don't want to lose her yet

You're studying the dust

You're making round

You lost you mind from show to show

'Cause you couldn't find

The same afterglow

So love has gone wrong

And the good moments were through

Don't know where I wanna go

I just wanna go

And I'm hoping to find

The same afterglow

And I couldn't find

The same afterglow