American Daughter

When I met her, knees together She held my head there, underwater So I tried harder to forget her American daughter But my mind wanders Through visions of her heart-shaped letters She is made of every other She is static then technicolor And to know her is to love her American daughter Dreamt about her some nights after Concrete baby, walked her home late When I met her, knees together We held our heads there, underwater She is made of every other Did I lose her? Did I break her? American daughter And to know her is to love her Dreamt about her