| i'll forget your face but i'll remember your car red with hot pink with sighs the moon is slowly falling out of the sky tonight and no one seems to care or notice like we did the mountains seemed lonely your breath seemed lovely what if exchanges had been made what if you had cared what if i had known for sure you told her what made me obsolete hold me backhold my handhold me up tonight i am still folding my hands and you are still holding the cards. |