In Aberdeen

It's all I can do To write about you Now that you've found another We had so much fun In the nude all June Who cares it pissed off your mother I miss your hair Miss your August gloom I miss your thing for Burnett's So what can I do When the sun sinks low And the moon slinks picturesque The morning mist forms a dew On grass never seen By your eyes An endless green Because they left me long ago When we were both seventeen In Aberdeen Sure, you looked cool In your Cass McCombs shirt But we grew up You gave in You made me a mix I still listen to some I don't like most of it Anymore The morning mist forms a dew On grass never seen By your eyes An endless green Because they left me long ago When we were both seventeen In Aberdeen It's all I can do To sit and think of you It's all I can do To sleep and dream of you I don't know why But I think I still love you If only in Aberdeen