If I called more often I'd be able to tell the difference Between the words you're saying and what you really mean We lived together for awhile and I thought I knew you then But we were only children it was hard to stay friends You went to school in Colorado and I stayed there for a few days Your roommate was out having fun with alcohol To you it never made sense taking drugs to be loved out in the wild If it became hard to love me I would understand Just a few years later I was an animal like them I spent the fall in Europe while you were back out on the west coast Writing songs on a broken piano listening to Giorgio Biarritz was charming it was a lot like California And as I stared out at the sea each mile meant everything