God bless the daylight
The sugary smell of springtime
Remembering when you were mine
In 1994
When every Thursday
I'd brave those mountain passes
And you'd skip your early classes
And we'd learn how our bodies worked
God damn the black night
With all its foul temptations
I've become what I always hated
When I was with you then
We looked like giants
In the back of my grey subcompact
Fumbling to make contact
As your parents slept inside
And from this floor
I can see through your window next door
Hе's strumming a tune
On the toy guitar I gave to you
You throw your head back
So overcome with laughter
[Break]
The sugary smell of springtime
Remembering when you were mine
In 1994
When every Thursday
I'd brave those mountain passes
And you'd skip your early classes
And we'd learn how our bodies worked
God damn the black night
With all its foul temptations
I've become what I always hated
When I was with you then
We looked like giants
In the back of my grey subcompact
Fumbling to make contact
As your parents slept inside
And from this floor
I can see through your window next door
Hе's strumming a tune
On the toy guitar I gave to you
You throw your head back
So overcome with laughter
[Break]
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