Navy Blue Jeans

A Sunday night
A too full glass of wine, we’d fantasize
The London lights. Our two inseparable minds
Days passing by

So let me feel alright
In a fragile state of mind

We’re dosing off at the table
People staring at me at your sisters wedding
And we chase the dog around the backyard
Paint the brown Autumn leaves in your navy blue jeans,
In your navy blue jeans

Your stained glass eyes
A photograph sits tight
For 21 days

That fireplace
The cabin we would stay
Burned up in flames

Left a rose beneath your bed
Until I see you again

We’re dosing off at the table
People staring at me at your sisters wedding
And we chase the dog around the backyard
Paint the brown Autumn leaves in your navy blue jeans,
In your navy blue jeans

See you on the corner of Roanoke and Chenery
Your pretty brown hair and a lot of running away,
Fading away
We collect all the roses and shells made of clay
Taking polaroids down by the oceanside
Fading away
A heart burned to flames