So we tumbled into the sheets again,

-----And I just give you a bored look that says,

-----'I can't believe you are doing this again.'

So I was chased away again,

-----And I am bent over and running away,

-----Laughing and smiling and lying in fields all day.

So people say they don't understand,

-----But who really understands,

-----Like photographs pressed in waxy albums…

One day we all become just a memory.