If I met you you were mistaken. And I'll bet you'll be gone today. 'Cause you got what you wanted from others. But you found out it's not my way. . And I'll never lend you my records.
Ran through the field that I'd once known. Read the books, traveled alone. But I can't say that I was by myself. You were always with me, we had no one else.
We grew up not far from here. An oaky street, the country air. Porch lights, breezy nights. Dreaming dreams of that girl so right. . Stand by her window when the moon would rise.