Two years and you still look the same
Wide blinking eyes look at me the same way
Do my lips take you back to June?
Do my lips make you miss me too?
How many more first kisses?
Are you gonna watch me pick up the pieces
I know you miss the furrow in my brow
And I could be in your arms now.
Tell me if the years are all gone
Is the moon still in love with the sun?
Do you still keep counting my sins?
Will your heart ever forgive my skin?