Do you remember that July night by the Seneca River?
You snuck out your window to see me & we sipped iced tea beside the water,
listening to Johnny Cash.
That was the same night you promised to play Pink Floyd on guitar for me.
You inched so close that my heart nearly stopped.
I wish things were as simple now as they were two months ago.
Sep 28, 2013
Sep 28, 2013 at 12:32 PM UTC
Do you remember that July night by the Seneca River?
You snuck out your window to see me & we sipped iced tea beside the water,
listening to Johnny Cash.
That was the same night you promised to play Pink Floyd on guitar for me.
You inched so close that my heart nearly stopped.
I wish things were as simple now as they were two months ago.
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