Six Years

It was by the river

That I saw you last

Swaying in the breeze

As you wrung out your hair

I made you tell me

You were sorry

I made you tell me

You were sorry

For the things you did before we met

For the things you did before we met

For the things you did before we met

For the things you did before we met

I kept all the letters

That you sent to me

But they mean nothing now

It's like a stranger's dream

I made you tell me

You were sorry

I made you tell me

You were sorry

For the things you did before we met

For the things you did before we met

For the things you did before we met

For the things you did before we met

I can't believe it's been six years

We were holed up in your car

It felt as warm as the skin you were born in

When you made me question God

I can't believe it's been six years

We were holed up in your car

It felt as warm as the skin you were born in

When you made me question God

You moved on in a week or two

Making claims that I had left you

But you told me I could see you on the side