There's A Board In The Fence That Comes Undone
by Cest-La-Vie on September 30, 2010There was something deep inside
You couldn’t see
I tried to hide
But memories kept crawling back into my eyes
I told you all about the day
You flinched from me
You looked away
Yes, there are reasons for the things I never say
She was nineteen
Feeling hungry all the time
And when she looked at me
There wasn’t more than fever in her eyes
She was nineteen
She didn’t have a care
There was a sickness in the air
I lost my self on that soft summer night
I tried to tell you in the park
But you were bright
My mind’s too dark
But it grew quiet behind the dashboard in my car
I told you all about that night
You took my hand
I held it tight
Twelve o’clock and the stars were realigning in the sky
She was eighteen
She never looked the same
And when she looked at me
I could see the ocean in her eyes
She was eighteen
The wind blowing in her hair
And Bryan Adams in the air
I lost myself on that soft summer night
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