I wish I’d met you earlier
Or maybe it’s better we met as adults
You taught me how to stop thinking so much
Thinking never got me anywhere
How I spun in circles before you came
The sober mind is a messy thing
Those who know I’m a solid candidate
Believe when I say
Drugs saved my life
Showed me an open hand
I owe more than I can say
To those select days
Eyes each moment anew
I know it’s not right to say
But if you’ve walked through those fields
Then you know what I mean
I’m sorry about those things I said
Before I met you myself
Those who hate you the most
Have never kissed you on the mouth
I’m the type
Who knows how to draw the line
So I don’t visit you that often
But I live with
The knowledge of your smile
Showed me an open hand
I owe more than I can say
To those select days
Eyes each moment anew
I know it’s not right to say
But if you’ve walked through those fields
Then you know what I mean
Where are you the rest of the time?
And why do eyes grow tired?
And I can’t forget the night
That you stabbed me in the back
So I live a reasonable life
But I never forget
Those summer nights
Showed me an open hand
I owe more than I can say
To those select days
Eyes each moment anew
I know it’s not right to say
But if you’ve walked through those fields
Then you know what I mean
