One of the few songs that still grows for me from THINFS. What a fantastic song. It has that lyrical feel from These Arms Are Open All Night, Seat Next To You etc. That kind of sad undertone but still very beautiful and maybe most of all very real. You can almost picture the entire event from the first line in the bar to the last one when he's standing outside her door with the stolen roses.

On the "Sitting across that table, a gypsy couldn't read her mind" line when the strings join into the song, that is where the song really gets me. Also have to give David huge credit, his pano is very tasteful and dynamic throughout the song. It really follows the lyrics on the more dramatic parts. All in all the best ballad since Make a Memory.