Red Dress in the Garage

[Verse 1]
Red dress in the garage
Oil stains
Summer heat
Her hair up
Barefoot
Laughing in the driver’s seat
I said something stupid
Tongue tied
Looking down
Heart racing like an engine
Thought I’d never come back around
[Chorus]
I still see that red dress in the garage
Heat on my face
Hands shaking hard
Excited and nervous
I could barely speak your name
Now I miss you every day
Time keeps slipping away
And I’m stuck in that doorway
Watching you drive off again
[Verse 2]
Old bikes in the corner
Dust on the metal shelves
We carved our names in plywood
Said we’d never lose ourselves
But clocks keep turning quiet
Calendars fall to the floor
I keep checking my messages
Like you’ll knock at the door
[Chorus]
I still see that red dress in the garage
Heat on my face
Hands shaking hard
Excited and nervous
I could barely speak your name
Now I miss you every day
Time keeps slipping away
And I’m stuck in that doorway
Watching you drive off again
[Bridge]
Do you ever think back
To those crooked
Sacred days?
When the world felt so small
Like it could fit in that space?
If I had one more minute
In that broken
Golden light
I’d tell you I was falling
I’d beg you to stay the night (oh)
[Chorus]
I still see that red dress in the garage
Heat on my face
Hands shaking hard
Excited and nervous
I could barely speak your name
Now I miss you every day
Time keeps slipping away
And I’m stuck in that doorway
Watching you drive off again

folk, Dusty nostalgic folk with a loping bounce, warm male vocals, and vintage funk bass; verses stay intimate with fingerpicked acoustic and soft organ pad, then chorus snaps in with a springy backbeat, subtle dubstep-inspired swells, and stacked harmonies on the hook, funk, dubstep, nostalgic, bounce