You will not call my memory into question
You will not question my memory
See there was you and me up on a hilltop by ourselves
And then the red clouds dispersing above me
I should have killed myself
When I found out how beautiful you are
But everyone makes mistakes sometimes

As the afternoon sky opened up its mouth
And the air cooled down one or two degrees
I felt the world within me screaming to come out
and then I looked up at you and your hair spilled down over me

I felt you breathing on me and I heard your voice
Your eyes were twin bonfires and your lips were moist
I should have killed myself
When I found out how beautiful you are
But everyone makes mistakes sometimes