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.