Shortly after, we were joined by a crowd of people enjoying the fresh air. A young man with a goatee and sunglasses in the dark began playing his guitar for his friends. As Shawn and I slow-danced to "Hotel California," I decided that I wanted this to be for real. I just had no idea how to tell her that.
It's a song about trying to hold on to what's passing you by. I couldn't help but look at Tanya, think of her parents that would never be my in-laws, and purge the memories of the life I had walked away from just five days before.