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I remember the stupid things,
The moods rings,
The bracelets and the beads,
The nickels and dimes,
Yours and mine,
Did you cash in all your dreams?
You don't dream for me, no
You don't dream for me, no
But I still feel you pulsing like a sonar
From the days and the waves
That girl is like a sunburn I would like to save
That girl is like a sunburn I would like to save
She's like a sunburn
The moods rings,
The bracelets and the beads,
The nickels and dimes,
Yours and mine,
Did you cash in all your dreams?
You don't dream for me, no
You don't dream for me, no
But I still feel you pulsing like a sonar
From the days and the waves
That girl is like a sunburn I would like to save
That girl is like a sunburn I would like to save
She's like a sunburn