Shane Smith & The Saints We Were Too Young
There was no season for your bloom, red rose you rose up to a desert moon
Pretty soon you made your way to town
And my dreams are shinin' right through your face
Your hair would blow but it would blow at a slower pace
Slower than the breeze would
I guess you blew away with the wind that went
I miss the way you laughed in the cold
Like a firefly your hair would touch the sun then shimmer
Mama told me love would come
We were too young
Now I'm nothin' but a lost West Texas storm
A coin outside on the ground by the grocery store
Tail's up, I got no kinda love to give
And you were the way to make things right
Settle of the wind on a long hot summer night
You were the one for me
But I guess you blew away with the wind that went
I miss the way you laughed in the cold
Like a firefly your hair would touch the sun then shimmer
Mama told me love would come
But we were too young
I can still taste the smoke on your lips that winter
I pray to God you're laughin' in the cold
And there are still fireflies but they're the only things around here that shimmer
Mama told me love would come
But you chased your dreams, I cursed the sun
Sun, yeah
You chased your dreams, I cursed the sun