Is it April yet?
I forget sometimes how slowly summer passes
You disappeared into Departures
Only half a year ago
It seems like so much more, you know
I went a fortnight without so much as an email
Then a postcard scant of detail
In which you wished me all the best
From the non-specific north west

Should it one day come to pass
That you sit down to your memoirs
Where will this go?
The chapter in your life entitled San Francisco

Are you warm enough?
I remember how the fog comes off the water
And the days are ever shorter
And I worry you’ll be cold
Or have you found someone to hold?
I spent the summer with the curtains drawn against it
Cursing all the nights you’ve wasted
Under unfamiliar stars

Should it one day come to pass
That you sit down to your memoirs
Where will this go?
The chapter in your life entitled San Francisco

Are you ever coming clean?
Or will I never know the meaning
Of the lines you scribbled out
So that I couldn’t read between?
Are you ever coming home?
Or should I learn to do without you?

Should it one day come to pass
That you sit down to your memoirs
Where will this go?
The chapter in your life entitled San Francisco
Il tuo voto:
The last time I saw you
My guitar had just been stolen out the back of a car
And you were showing The Hemlock the scars of your recent break-up
We went searching all over town
Turned the city upside-down
But I forgot what was going on when you lit that place up

My throat was dry
But there was vodka flowing down from the summer sky
And in the Tenderloin that night, I felt a brand new spark now
We were talking after the show
Back at ten-ten-and-a-half
Wanted to tell you that no guitar could fix our broken hearts now

But hold on, the best things happen
When you don’t know what’s going on
Slow down and don’t say nothing
Just remember that we’re still young
And kinda ... dumb
Young and dumb

But hold on, the best things happen
When you don’t know what’s going on
Slow down and don’t say nothing
’Cause the best things in love are still waiting to come
Hold on, the best things happen
When you don’t know what’s going on
Slow down and quit your yappin’
Just remember that we’re still young
And kinda dumb
Young and dumb
Il tuo voto:
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