Album: Ron Pope & The Nighthawks (2016)

Hotel Room

Beautiful hotel room
Cold part of the country
In the warmer months
Complicated woman her needs were all too simple
Couldn't give her what she wants.

But in the warm glow of a street lamp
I was watching as she slept
I brought a bottle of champagne
And she laid naked as the last time that we met

She said, tell me if you missed me
Spare me all your stories
We do not have much time
From somewhere in the distance
Another place is calling me
Soon I'll say goodbye

But in the warm glow of a street lamp
I was watching as she slept
I brought a bottle of champagne
And she laid naked as the last time that we met

And with her lips upon my fingers
And then my hands dug in her waist
We awake to find that all we ever needed was a thing we pushed aside

Sing for me I promise
I'll tell you that your pretty
I'll tell you that your mine
Your head upon my shoulder
My fingers in your hair
Tomorrow on my mind

But in the warm glow of a street lamp
I was watching as she slept
I brought a bottle of champagne
And she laid naked as the last time that we met

And with her lips upon my fingers
And then my hands dug in her waist
We awake to find that all we ever needed was a thing we pushed aside

Beautiful hotel room
Cold part of the country
In the warmer months