From the recording Beet The Mug
Lyrics
I had a dream that you kissed me
I wrote that dream in my diary
I hid the words beneath my bed
And tried to shake you from the depths of my head
And on the way to school
How could I know that there were hands on my version
Of you
I don’t have the words needed to explain
The way your heart stops pumping the blood to your brain
Catch your breath, you can’t believe it’s true
Someone’s been reading about my version of you
Someone’s been reading about my version of you
Trace the lines on my palm
Count to 10, count to 20, try to stay calm
The sun comes and she goes
Takes the light, brings the dark, and she leaves u alone
I don’t have the words needed to explain
The way your heart stops pumping the blood to your brain
Catch your breath, you can’t believe it’s true
Someone’s been reading about my
Someone’s been reading about my
Someone’s been reading about my version of you
Someone’s been reading about my version of you
Someone’s been reading about my version of you
Someone’s been reading about my version of you