we fell in love and kissed under the sunnwrote down the way this ends, and then we kissed againni hear the sound, the gods can't scare me nowncause i'm too young to die and already broken insidena message recorded a year from todaynsays i'd have called sooner, but forgot your nameni hope it comes against a setting sunnwrote down the things we'll say, the time, the day, and placenyou and i are tortured by designnthe way our hearts can break looked beautiful that dayni should be sleepless over youni should be brokenhearted toonagainst the sky it slipped my mindnthis should be a tragic way to endnendless lines of things i saidnin midday sun my face looks young