I fell in love for the first time again I kept a secret and called it my friend Touching your arm at the towpath's end Sinking my teeth in your stem
Will you stitch up my good times, cerulean thread? Paint me a likeness in firehouse red Pour out your oils at the foot of my bed Trace down the wires in my head
Dreamed a good dream where I drank from your jug Arching your back on the cowhide rug Jar full of displaced lightning bugs Lit up the crossbeams above
I picked up your guitar and put on your wings Plugged in your Plexi and tunеd up your strings Kissed off my nightmares and childish things Drew widе my mouth to sing
Now, here's my summertime boy on the street by the beach I know sooner or later, he'll slip out to sea But oh, my God, how he rolls down the window To wave "Hi" to meTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
