Remember that New Yearâs Eve
We were frightened by a firework?
You could not believe the fuss I made
I should have laughed it off
I should have left it lying
I did not receive much sympathy
Remember that we were poor
Though so young as not to notice
We could ill-afford to paint the town
You had your fatherâs charm
And thus your motherâs Volvo
It wasnât long before you drove me home
It took until October
To win you over
Remember that New Yearâs Eve
We were frightened by a firework?
When Iâd watched you leave, the fuss I made
I made myself calm down
And I made myself a promise:
I would not conceive of taking no for an answer
Though you kept me guessing and your distance
Were it not for my persistence
We would never have been lovers
You kept your distance and me guessing
Finally acquiescing only after Iâd discovered
You kept the things I sent you
The lengths I went to
Great lengths...
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- First Frost
- Warmer Corners
- Naturaliste
- Where Were We?
- Staring At The Sky
- Happy Secret
- What Bird Is That?
- The Green Bicycle Case
- Boondoggle
- Miscellaneous
- A Good Kind Of Nervous
- First Tape
- Spring a Leak
- Get-to-Bed Birds
- The Matinée Grand Prix
- Cartography for Beginners
- Midweek Midmorning
- T-Shirt Weather
- A Boy, a Girl, and a Rendezvous
- Romantic and Square Is Hip and Aware: A Matinée Tribute...