and Words
It’s been so very long
Since you held me in your arms this way
And all this time that you’ve been gone
I’ve thought about you each and every day
So now you’ve returned
And you want to try our love again
But frankly I’m concerned
That you will hurt (Hurt me) like you did then
Lyric excerpts from Musixmatch.
It was the summer of 1986. Looking back, I remember very little from that summer. Everything from the moment I graduated high school until the time I started college was little more than a blur. I occasionally waited on tables, although I wasn’t very good, pathetic actually. I may have had more jobs, though I don’t know where or when they might have been. There was also my first real car, a 1966 Mustang, painted metallic blue; I loved that car, although she broke down more often than I care to admit. I remember dancing the night away at parties, occasionally until the sun rose.