Cicadas

Thought I saw you where you once found those cicadas But you hide much better than me I doubt that you'd be there at all Here is where I get the quiet, keep it on your tongue And you let it slide out, out Three years, July, where you scratch my back And then you scratched mine Today's no wine, see the honest eyes again Why you on my mind again? Here is where you took my high, left it in the smoke And you let it dry out Three years, July, where you scratch my back And then you scratched mine Today's no wine, see the honest eyes again Why you on my mind again? Thought I saw you where you once found those cicadas But you hide much better than me I doubt that you'd be there at all Here is where I get the quiet, keep it on your tongue And you let it slide out, out Three years, July, where you scratch my back And then you scratched mine Today's no wine, see the honest eyes again And I don't ever want to leave your side Three years, July, where you scratch my back And then you scratched mine Today's no wine, see the honest eyes again And I don't ever want to leave your side