In Loving Perpetuity

Can't write about a breakup with these mind inversions
Things would be simpler if we all were just virgins
I wouldn't have the memory of your head on my chest
And hints of your smell wouldn't leave me depressed

I kissed your pretty face just as, a third-rate Berklee psych rock band
Made pretense at Jefferson Airplane
I'm not trying to be obtuse, I just want to know if you
See me the way I see you

I'd never seen your eyes, quitе like they werе that night
And you touched my hand
All those tears we cried, at least we really tried
And I was yours, and you will always be, a special part of me
You're very special to me