You look older than i would have suspected last we spoke
We were hiding in blankets in november on your porch
Did you wish that i called you when your father came undone
I could swear that i signed the card my mother sent from home
The taste of our last summer on my tongue
I wonder how you've changed since i've been gone
I could swear that i heard you when we finally made the coast
Here there is a reminder of the memory of your ghost
The taste of our last summer on my tongue
I wonder how you've changed since i've been gone
The taste of our last summer on my tongue
I wonder how you've changed since i've been gone