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Last Spring

May 10, 2023
By mailebee SILVER, Kennett Square, Pennsylvania
mailebee SILVER, Kennett Square, Pennsylvania
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[verse]

Yeah, I’ve missed your rose-flushed face since late november now

So pick up the telephone, darling, just don’t walk out

Wish I could admit it, oh-oh-oh, it’s all my fault

But we’re still the best of friends and i can’t stand it all


[chorus]

Oooh, won’t you look at me

Messed-up life and an ugly body

Oooh, won’t you look at me

Can’t imagine but I can’t seem to see

That it’s, it’s so easy

To light a fire, burn our history

But I’m, I’m still weeping

On the note that you sent me last spring


[verse]

You’re a polaroid tinged fuschia and I’ll never let this go

Pray to god that times moves fast ‘cause losing you’s so slow

I see you in the moonless nights, my hands, your lips, the snow

We don’t feel the same no more, but can I take you home?


[chorus]

Oooh, won’t you look at me

Messed-up life and an ugly body

Oooh, won’t you look at me

Can’t imagine but I can’t seem to see

That it’s, it’s so easy

To light a fire, burn our history

But I’m, I’m still weeping

On the note that you sent me last spring


[bridge]

It’s a wild, wild ride when you’re still soaking in the rain

Fending off the pain, wishing you had stayed

Waterfall wildflower eyes, I just can’t breathe when you’re away

Fending off the pain, wishing you had stayed

It’s a wild, wild ride when you’re still soaking in the rain

Fending off the pain, wishing you had stayed

Waterfall wildflower eyes, I just can’t breathe when you’re away

Fending off the pain, wishing you had stayed


[chorus]

Oooh, won’t you look at me

Messed-up life and an ugly body

Oooh, won’t you look at me

Can’t imagine but I can’t seem to see

Ihat it’s, it’s so easy

To light a fire, burn our history

But I’m, I’m still weeping

On the note that you sent me last spring


[chorus]

Oooh, won’t you look at me

Messed-up life and an ugly body

Oooh, won’t you look at me

Can’t imagine but I can’t seem to see

That it’s, it’s so easy

To light a fire, burn our history

But I'm, I’m still weeping

On the note that you sent me 

On the note that you sent me last spring



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