babyblue

Babyblue was always your colour It's a little strange how we're seeing each other But God, you look just as I remember It's been a few years, but I've known you forever You packed your bags and moved out to Boston Needed a place that you could get lost in Only came home 'cause your mother's not well You say that time will tell Tell me how it feels Now that you got my youth on your bed post Got my youth in the back of your Jeans Think of me while you wash 'em clean Say it ain't so Now that our picture's getting dusty You smell vanilla and don't think about me I hope it's alright, your life without me You ran to my house in the pouring rain Just to sleep on the floor beside my bed And I've cried every damn day since you left I don't mind if I never get over it I've been watching reruns, repeating all the lines Driving down the highway and missing all the signs I should call my little sister, I worry 'bout her all the time Tell me how it feels Now that you got my youth on your bedpost Got my youth in the back of your closet Think of me with my face in your locket Say it ain't so, now that our picture's getting dusty You get drunk and don't think about me I hope it's alright, your life without me You hold other hands, I'm biting my tongue You're making new plans, while I'm coming undone And I watch your old films, super-cut reels Looking at it now, I think I love you still Steady my breath, I try to be cool If I never say a word, does it make it less true? I feel the time go, I fear the unknown While you laugh with somebody that you met on your phone Little kids grow, it's getting so old And all of my anxieties are filling up my diaries The water ran cold, there's so much I don't know I think I gotta go, yeah, I think I gotta go Tell me how it feels Now that you got my youth on your bed post Got my youth in the palm of your hand Think of me in that wedding band Say it ain't so, now that our picture's getting dusty You seen green, don't think about me I hope it's alright, your life without me