It was quiet on our hill You crack your knuckles and the world falls still
All new, all exciting Too deep and a little bit frightening
We were solemn, we were smart I touched your hand when you made me laugh
And you were nervous, I was too! Who wouldn’t be when our friendship was new?
But soon I fell deeper- and I think you did later Or maybe I can’t tell Hidden behind the scared hater
We almost had something, I’m convinced we almost did! Texting every night -I’d live for your morning messages
But now I’m not sure I think I was wrong? It’s too easy to misinterpret an unwritten song. With lines missing and awkward beats I miss you, I do.
Now it’s only me sitting on our two grassy seats