What's the flame of the first flirt?
Is it there where I can see it first?
Do I have to dig it from underneath the dirt?
I remembered, I used to be in this an expert.
Now I don't remember that's why I never told you.
I just felt the need to have you and didn't hold you.
I danced and sang to the music but not to you.
I thought I would end up with you but never acted boo.
I saw your gates open more than ones.
But like you I'm afraid to move from the passed.
I'm tainted and dirty like an old piece of brass.
I lay down and think of you and us over the grass.
Live on and move on but let's keep it on the phones.
Let's see if our hearts change feelings from nodes.
Maybe later we will kiss like before and exchange gums.
Now you’re old enough to keep up with the bottles of rums.
