running out of gasoline screaming o’l spring steen🔥👏👏 that line made this song

Benjamin

1-21 Pilke Silmäkulmassa

Ex's & Oh's (Remix)

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Family Ties

Dance in Rain

Half Smoked Cigarettes

Midnight Train

Younger Years

Lost Time

Where to Start

Back When We Were Kids

Jailbreak/Sunday Supper

Jailbreak

Dance Under Stars

Hopeless Son

300 Miles

Blame It On Me

“Still Smells Like You” is a song about memory woven into fabric. A favorite sweatshirt carries the scent, the stains, and the warmth of someone who’s no longer there. Every thread recalls late-night drives, dashboard smiles, and quiet moments that refuse to fade. It’s a country-tinged reflection on love, loss, and the comfort of holding on to what remains.

“Still Smells Like You” erzählt von Erinnerungen, die in einem Kleidungsstück weiterleben. Ein altes Sweatshirt trägt den Duft, die Spuren und die Wärme eines Menschen, der nicht mehr da ist. Jeder Faden bewahrt Bilder von nächtlichen Fahrten, Lächeln im Autolicht und stillen Momenten, die nicht vergehen wollen. Ein Song im Country-Stil über Liebe, Verlust und den Trost, sich an das zu klammern, was geblieben ist.

Still Smells Like You

Hung on the back of a chair by the door
Faded cotton, a little torn
Still got the scent of your midnight perfume
Like campfire smoke and a summer room
I pull it on when the nights get cold
Feels like your arms from years ago

My sweatshirt reminds me of you
Every thread still carries the truth
Soft as your voice on a Saturday night
Warm as your smile in the dashboard light
I can’t wear it without feeling blue
‘Cause my sweatshirt reminds me of you

We drove those backroads, radio loud
Your head on my shoulder, lost in the sound
Cigarette stains and a tear in the sleeve
Stories it keeps that I still believe
It’s more than cloth, it’s a time machine
Back to the love that slipped from me

I wear it when the days turn cold
When the sky feels heavy and I feel old
A broken heart stitched into the seams
Still holding pieces of our dreams
The cotton’s frayed, the color’s worn
But it feels like the night you were here until dawn

Yeah, my sweatshirt reminds me of you
Every mile, every sky we once knew
Like a ghost that whispers through the rain
Like a fire that never lost its flame
I can’t wear it without feeling blue
‘Cause my sweatshirt… reminds me of you

Yeah, still smells like you…


Still Smells Like You

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