Testo Saola

Champagne glasses,
Filled with ether,
Beneath a speaker,
Whistling a tune I'll soon forget,
And I can't remember your name either.

Well, well, I guess that's life,
You can't pick out the pieces that you don't like. (x2)

Champagne glasses,
Filled with ether,
Below a muffled speaker,
Whistling a tune I'll soon forget,
And I can't remember your name either.

Your reverie,
I let it get to me,
You are a missing silhouette,
Walking down the street,
And I can't remember your name either.

Well, well, I guess that's life, You can't pick out the pieces that you don't like.
(x4)

When I asked you to dance,
You said you'd waltz with me,
And I learned how to waltz,
So you wouldn't leave.
(x2)