Last Flight

Last I heard she was pinning teabags on the wall Last I heard she hadn't felt this way before And in the summer sun, she's bound to wither away And when the damage is done, she'll be left with the price to pay Last I heard she was waiting tables by The Falls Collecting her tips, saving up for another trip to Montreal But soon the summer boys, will come to whisk her away They'll dismantle her youth and she'll be left with the price to pay And you told me that you were disgusted by your own desire And that if you had had the chance to dance You would have thrown yourself onto the fire What happened to the girl I admired? Now I'm told that she's sending postcards to herself Waiting by the mailbox, she'd be distraught to find a thought there from somebody else But soon the summer boys, are bound to drop her a line And form their dead end jobs, they will recount the sun drenched days of their prime And you told me that you were disgusted by your own desire And that if you had had the chance to dance You would have thrown yourself onto the fire What happened to the girl I admired? What happened to the friend I admired?