And I can't, and I won't say goodbye so have no fear my love
and you were 18 and I was two years more that Summer past
the sun beat down on us and made us weak in our knees
and I knew of all the things in the world to have
your heart I couldn't keep
It was my mistake
from my angle
You were so far away
and I was too late
And it starts exactly how it ends (all addition eventually subtracts)
[keeping on subject now your intentions are obscured]
And with your shadow next to mine in the concrete, my mind cannot relax
[Your dialogue is bland, politically correct, and absent of the words]
But soon, the sun will rest and put my brain at ease (at least for a while)
[that you really want to say, they're resting on your tongue, but cannot break free]
And I wish I could trip you so you'd fall in love with me, but i've never had the guile
[so they retreat into your list of "could've beens" and riot so violently]
It was my mistake
[Why do regrets never fade?]
From my angle, angle
[It's almost too much to take]
You were so far away
[You're the biggest mistake]
And I was too late
[That i've never made]