Images of skinny pale skin on the pavement, Please just last a while, The images are in my head. But this doesn't make them any less real. And I love you so, Like no one else does, Cause no one else knows. I'll give you,
Sunlight through a straw, Tips of wonder as you, Fall right to the floor, Oh what have you become?
So does anyone I know own this river? I'd like to keep a hold, Fold up the moments like paper, Then we'd never lose, I'd pull them out as a reminder, That you'll be okay. I'll give you,
Sunlight through a straw, Tips of wonder as you fall right to the floor, Oh what has become of our, Sunlight through a straw, Fix the cracks oh in these, Memories erasing, Oh what have you become?
Time will tell us when, Life will start again, I will make amends, There will be no end.