Remember that New Year’s Eve We were frightened by a firework? You could not believe the fuss I made I should have laughed it off I should have left it lying I did not receive much sympathy
Remember that we were poor Though so young as not to notice We could ill-afford to paint the town You had your father’s charm And thus your mother’s Volvo It wasn’t long before you drove me home
It took until October To win you over
Remember that New Year’s Eve We were frightened by a firework? When I’d watched you leave, the fuss I made I made myself calm down And I made myself a promise: I would not conceive of taking no for an answer
Though you kept me guessing and your distance Were it not for my persistence We would never have been lovers You kept your distance and me guessing Finally acquiescing only after I’d discovered You kept the things I sent you The lengths I went to