I take in a stranger and he hits me
I take in a wind and it bites
I listen at night
To you cry constantly
Saying "show yourself
Fight yourself"
We are two kids, we have acted foolishly
When could we possibly
When could we possibly
Only every summer
Then only if you know
O I know I know I only know you
And pretty much always this will be true
Living on the memory of this love
Memory is knowledge, dove
She learned back on the wood and she closed her eyes
Saying quietly as she went to sleep
"Don't let anyone see us
Say what they've seen and expose us
I've seen how they are and I hate it
They could never talk about where you've been"