©2018 jd torian
SWU Fall 2018, Song 3
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Verse 1:
She was a red-hot number
Ran outside of the scene
I was an invisible something
At the corner of blank and pre-teen
Called me on a Friday
Did it mean anything?
Meet me on a Saturday
I wish I could have seen what she seen
I wish I could of seen what she seen
Chorus 1:
Throwing my head underwater
Living like I was in a dream
The kid who appeared from nowhere
Was suddenly somebody’s thing
Suddenly somebody’s thing
Verse 2:
Didn’t go far past the weekend
And I was never the same
A glimpse of something from a stranger
And
I felt something change
Yeah! I felt something change
Then everyone broke for the rest of their lives
Or so the story would seem
I’d never forget that beautiful girl
And we’d always have that thing
(At least) I’d always have that thing
Verse 3:
Years later at camp for a long week-end
I was part of a big-ole, new scene
And she was at home with her good friends
Probably working on her own set of dreams
Working on her own set of dreams
Pre Chorus:
The car rolled over and over
So she spread her wings
An instant angel forever
And I’d never forget her thing
I'd never forget our thing!
Chorus 2:
Thew my head underwater
Living like I was in a dream
That kid who came from something
Forever somebody’s something
Forever somebody’s something
Bridge:
God, please let her live through me
God, please let her live through me
God, please keep her safe with me
