Chilling out

Maybe I didn’t treat you
Quite as good as I should have
Maybe I didn’t love you
Quite as often as I could have
Little things I should have said & done
I just never took the time

But you were always on my mind
You were always on my mind

Maybe I didn’t hold you
All those lonely, lonely times
And I guess I never told you
I’m so happy that you’re mine
If I made you feel second best
Girl, I’m sorry I was blind

You were always on my mind
You were always on my mind

What is it about Michael Bublé’s rendition of this song that makes me wanna make a cup of warm chocolate, curl up in a blanket and sit by the balcony as I glare into the starlit night?

However, I have no chocolate to make, the night is warm, I don’t have a balcony and the night is as dark as an eclipse.

Oh well… wishful thinking never hurts.