Rose colored glasses glued to my face when she Always came around, attaching memories to these sounds Dimming the flashes from the Polaroids I took Inside my head, but I'll forget the words she said And so she goes, leaving those aspirations And so she goes, free from those conversations And she faced the window driving back on Main Street And I'll keep my cards close whenever someone's near me And so she goes, leaving thosе aspirations And so she goes, free from those convеrsations