Nothing Special (BRIGHT)

It was a pretty weird night
Late last December
So hard to forget
That I can't remember
You said that you'd kill me
But I misunderstood
A man with a gun just can't be good
So I fought with reason
I fought the crime
I put out the fire with
A bottle of wine
I felt you dance behind me
In a room love couldn't find me
It's an unromantic rhapsody
A not so funny comedy

And I'm sinking
Just thinking that
You won't remember
That very weird night
Late last December

It's nothing special
But at least we're having now…

I was dreaming we banged
when the telephone rang
and what you left inside me
was the you that had denied me
some love and some passion
I guess love's not in fashion
I'm stuck in a zone
Where the antelopes roam
Where Buddha and Allah
And God talk on the phone
Where we keep walking
On a road that leads to Rome

It's nothing special
But at least we're having now...