I came back from texas
Walking up your lawn
The dew is the same
All around
It's been a year
One *******
My hands aren't a boys hands anymore
I am stronger than I once was
Tanned from summer suns
But your still the same in your yellow dress
Your bedroom still isn't clean
We fell asleep after waitng so long
Your smell was as always soft
An angel I had lost
A year ago
Nights and nights
Upon a telephone
Its one week home with you
Then the road