Who Knew

Brown hair, sitting there watching the red sun rise from behind those blue eyes

While you take the last drag of your cigarette in

I won't admit it, but in my head I've been saying that

Nothing gets better than this

And the smoke in the air's got me thinking

Maybe tonight's the night I'll be falling in quick

One more look's all you need to give

And I wish this night would take its time

Or I could start it all over again

Cause Who Knew