This Bottle Of Wine

Maria Mena

I down this bottle of wine, 
I don't know how to feel but 
I don't mind the buzz 
As the night moves slow you 
look more and more like someone I could 
love tonight 
without the fuzz 

And the feelings 
I don't know you've been there 
I don't think I can go there again 

Don't analyze me 
There no apparent link between 
the day he said he'd leave 
and my 

Reacurring dreams 
and how I just can't sleep 
unless I've had a drink or five 

On these feelings 
I don't know if you've been there 
I don't think I can go there again 
Oh these feelings 
I don't know if you've been there 
but I don't think I can go there again 

I down this bottle of wine, 
I don't know how to feel but 
I don't mind the buzz.