Sarah Minor

And I know that there’s friction between me and you
I know that you’re uncomfortable, believe me, I do
I know that it’s hard for you to tell me the truth
But while we are doing so, Sarah, I love you
And though your skin’s sheet white, your arms carry scars
Your hair isn’t clean much, lungs black with tar
And God, you love to argue, you can’t play guitar
But still, let me tell you that I love who you are
Still, let me tell you that I love who you are
Love, young love, I hope you are well
At least we now both have a story to tell
Young love, I feel you know me better than most
In spite of real distance, we’ll always be close
In spite of real distance, we’ll always be close
Golden Brown was our soundtrack a long time ago
We spent all our days in the lines outside shows
And I still remember this day, a long time ago
I walked through the rain for you, you said to go home