
Cautious Melody Songtext
Songtext powered by LyricFind
Ticket stubs, magazines, assorted mixture: I found your
picture
You stood in the sun.
There is no reason to call it memory. Nor the reckoning of a
personal history.
O the city creates that necessity.
Hair caught in your eye.
Squinting as though strained of thought or at me winking.
And the boy always heeds the call as though caught in the
And the young fool turns to summer's pleasantry and a
cautious melody.
thinking that love is never fleeting.
picture
You stood in the sun.
There is no reason to call it memory. Nor the reckoning of a
personal history.
O the city creates that necessity.
Hair caught in your eye.
Squinting as though strained of thought or at me winking.
And the boy always heeds the call as though caught in the
And the young fool turns to summer's pleasantry and a
cautious melody.
Songtext powered by LyricFind