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I remember like wine, the taste of those months
Spring was a field of the most beautiful flowers
Your face filled each and every blossom...
I guess those things don't work like you think.
Those early morning embraces
The way your eyes lit up...
I guess that was just a joke...
I thought for sure it would work like I wanted
Because you made me think it would.
Then, before my heart could catch its breath
You turned and looked away...
All I had, was a bottle and my sad music
So I started smoking more
And I lost alot of myself in a short few months
That's how it works out for me I guess.
I just wish you'd clarify a few things...
I feel like you owe it to me.
I feel like you owe it to last spring...
Those mornings when I'd see you at school
Then I'd walk away feeling okay
The last time I'd ever feel that way.
Spring was a field of the most beautiful flowers
Your face filled each and every blossom...
I guess those things don't work like you think.
Those early morning embraces
The way your eyes lit up...
I guess that was just a joke...
I thought for sure it would work like I wanted
Because you made me think it would.
Then, before my heart could catch its breath
You turned and looked away...
All I had, was a bottle and my sad music
So I started smoking more
And I lost alot of myself in a short few months
That's how it works out for me I guess.
I just wish you'd clarify a few things...
I feel like you owe it to me.
I feel like you owe it to last spring...
Those mornings when I'd see you at school
Then I'd walk away feeling okay
The last time I'd ever feel that way.