Field Mice This Is Not Here
We are friends close close friends you and I
I told you I'll miss you I was right
I wanted to kiss you not say goodbye
Say goodbye
Say goodbye
Across the lake countless lights we saw shine
A cold wind blew blew down by
By the climb (?)
A late walk home London Road feeling fine
Feeling fine
Feeling fine
She said with her with her are you
Are you in love?
To my answer she said I thought
I thought as much
I thought that she would always be the only one
Summer's gone
Summer's gone
