Из альбома: Well Meaning Fiction
Must have been that winter cold
That made me set out on my own
I said my goodbyes and left You behind
Growing up is getting old
Bring back the memories
bring back that smile because I've outgrown them
Now I remember but everything's changed
Still I'm captivated by that face You wear tonight
Must have been the April thaw
That made me hunger for Your arms
You welcomed me back and you held me close
Overnights don't seem so cold
Bring back the memories
Bring back that smile because I've outgrown them
Now I remember but everything's changed
Still I'm captivated by that face You wear tonight
Familiar but it looks so new in streetlight - in this light