| You’ll never know what happened to me
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| It’s just one of those things
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| I was sitting by myself
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| And my thoughts started pouring out
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| Remember that time on our trip
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| You asked me where we were going
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| I said Barcelona
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| You said that’s not what I meant
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| Maybe I’ll never get it
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| I just don’t think I’m like that
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| Don’t like planning stuff out
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| It never happens that way
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| I’m like a vacuum bag That holds all that old dirt
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| Remember that time we found your mom’s Valium and took it?
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| Don’t hate me, don’t regret me, don’t ever forget me
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| Wherever you go, whatever you do, don’t say I never loved you
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| That summer when we wore no shoes
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| And we danced on the Fourth of July
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| And we listened to your sister’s records
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| And Frampton came alive
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| Even then you knew what you wanted
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| Even then I had no clue
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| I was just living in the moment
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| And the moment was all about you
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| Remember that time in la
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| You asked we what we were doing
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| I said we’re doing fine
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| You said here we go again
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| I’m like a vacuum bag
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| That holds all that old dirt
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| Remember that time we said we’d be together forever?
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| 'Cause it matters to me
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| Can you hear me?
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| Everyday I ask the same thing
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| Will you ever know what happened to me?
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| It happens everyday
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| And you wonder what went on
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| It’s there and then it’s gone
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| Maybe I’m sentimental
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| And I start to reminisce
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| And every time I do
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| I still want to tell you this |