We were younger
You was lightning,
Fast and beautiful
And I was thunder,
Bold and truthful
I remember the feel of your hair
The way you had trouble looking at me
I braved through
I remember loving to look at you
Long arms spread out on that wooden table
You'd act so coy and confident
And I so badly wanted it
I was learning to flirt
If you want a girl,
You better work on those legs
And your hair?
It needs a change
"Well, how should I fix it?"
Do this and that,
I refused to do it for you
Because my poor stomach and chest
Were already feeling too much
I wouldn't have handled the spark
If our skin would have brushed
But I braved through it,
Did it a little bit
And we laughed while it got dark,
We laughed like we were little kids
And our faces were red
But it wasn't all from the laughing
And we'd catch each other staring
Learned to admire that sacred ground
We were younger
You was lightning,
Fast and beautiful
And I was thunder,
Bold and truthful
I stare at my wall now
Wonder how your hair feels now
Wonder who loves your legs now