Thought I read myself in your story But I can talk myself into anything Pulled into the sky in a beam of light They opened up your mind and Stole the memories of you and me Dropped you down quietly Really had some heat for a passing fling But I can talk myself out of anything Guess I should give it time Guess I should be just fine If it was that easy for you to walk away When we still could be Singing songs in your bedroom Sleeping 'til the afternoon Walking round the reservoir Wondering how far is too far Pulled into the sky in a beam of light They made you change your mind Stole the memories of you and me Dropped you down quietly