I Remember It Well #2 - Matt Costa

I remember when

You were a mess

Said we’d look back then

On all of this

You hide it in the bush

And you cry in your cup

I’ve picked you up

And knew just what to do

You remember when

We were happy again

Just to be friends

But all good things must end

How I lied on one dark night

Said you’d hold it against me

For the rest of my life

Oh there was a time

When we’d walk down saint John’s street

Before the trees grew tall

Before their fruits were ripe

But now you’re like

Some very rare wine

Bottled up and the grapes

Cut from the vine

I remember it well, ooh

I remember it well, ooh