It's been two weeks
Listening to "champagne problems"
But Summer Shandy never seemed to solve 'em
And I'm praying
In my car, falling apart
Praying that you'll believe in the God that I believe
If eyes are windows to the soul
I'm thinking you already know
Just how hard it is to let you go
While I reminisce
And I wonder if you miss me
When I know you probably hate me
Now every sip of shandy reminds me
Of that night I wish I called
To tell you that I'm sorry
That I hope one day you're happy
Now every sip of shandy reminds me of you
Never knew how much I loved my faith
Till I let it almost slip away
Now I know what I want
And what I don't
They say eyes are windows to the soul
So I know you already know
Just how much I need to let you go
While I reminisce
And I wonder if you miss me
When I know you probably hate me
Now every sip of shandy reminds me
Of that night I wish I called
To tell you that I'm sorry
That I hope one day you're happy
Now every sip of shandy reminds me of you
It reminds me of you
Never knew how much I loved my faith
Till I let it almost slip away
Now I know what I want
And what I don't
While I reminisce
And I wonder if you miss me
When I know you probably hate me
Now every sip of shandy reminds me
Of that night I wish I called
To tell you that I'm sorry
That I'd never make you happy
Still every sip of shandy reminds me of you
It reminds me of you
It reminds me of you
(It reminds me of you)
