Nineteen

So she washed her cut in the sink And picked up and once more along the way Down to the bay, where I did stay I was nineteen And so were we to be beating twenty Without her clothes She looked like a leper in the snow I left her in the snow without her clothes My movements were slow Long, she didn't even know What she was taking away We didn't talk much Oh, it must have shown She must have known The next day, she never called me again The day after that, she gave me a call She was all drunk Her words came slow Oh, I didn't even know what I had I'm taking away