Sunday, April 5, 2009


It seems like yesturday
But it was long ago
Janey was lovely, she was the queen of my nights

There in the darkness with the radio playing low

And the secrets that we shared

The mountains that we moved

Caught like a wildfire out of control

'Til there was nothing left to burn and nothing left to prove


And I remember what she said to me
How she swore that it never would end