Shy kid, knees always bruised The daddy's girl that became you In the front seat you pulled me close Kissed my lips, it tasted like home Flashes of crosswords and chamomile The years pass like a Ferris wheel Tiny fractures in the form The days we live so much more We got a little place near the beach We watch the sailboats out at sea And we ride along the Palisades Love is just a summer day If you hold too tight it starts to fade Let it go then it floats away In time, will you remember me? For a second, we had everything Half awake and sunburned Searching vines of summer Aimless and upwards The years The years The years The years The years The years The years The years The years The years The years The years The years The years The years The years