Anna B Savage Bedstuy
Last time I was here, I was with you
We drank bottled beer up on the roof
We drank on the roof
We drank on the roof
We drank on the roof
We lamented your unrelenting work
My empty drive, I want us to thrive
I want us to thrive
I want us to thrive
I want us to thrive
Your brick red hair, the shortest it's been
Your ???
The brown bricks surround us
The novelty
The brown bricks surround us
We held hands on the subway to BedStuy
We held hands on the subway to BedStuy
You laughed as I tried to stay awake
We hеld hands on the subway to BedStuy
Now I am herе this time from my bed
I see in the streetlights on a new block
Aren't you lovely little ? lights?
Without their makeup
Without their makeup
Without their makeup