Old London

Don’t know why, we first met In cold old London, down by the Thames We were sacred, and slowly fell in love Oh but I just let you go We were made for each other Was I too young to dream You said something that gave me butterflies Life’s a treasure, but love’s so unkind…

A New Year’s Day

There’s glitter on the floor after the party Girls carrying their shoes down in the lobby Candle wax and Polaroids on the hardwood floor You and me from the night before, but Don’t read the last page But I stay when you’re lost and I’m scared and you’re turning away I want your midnights But…