Watching her in that dress
She was the main event
Wearing our Sunday best
Why did it have to end
That messy hair
Resting there on her shoulder
I knew then I could love her
Her movements change the weather
Her perfume stays
When she gets up for fresh air
I had to meet her there
Movie scenes cant compare
Stare
Yellow dress under streetlights
She couldn't get much brighter
Hit replay in my head
Dress
She was the main event
Wearing our Sunday best
Why did it have to end