Texty:
Marshall Crenshaw Jaggedland

Way back when I was young A minute from yesterday They said to me 'Son be strong You're going to be something someday' They bought me some clothes to

I can still see her running and laughing With the wind blowing wind through her hair Something undeniable, stirred inside her And she ran up the crowded

Just snap your fingers And in the heat of a heart I'll be right where you want me We're each other's counterpart You can count on my love Until the ultimate

I wish I could go walking Walk out of this place Maybe see a friendly face But it's raining and raining I'm looking down from below From a thirteenth

Your eyes are brown like a stormy river Your words they twist like a stormy river You turn to ice like a stormy river in the winter In the winter, stormy