It was summer of ninety-three
When our love started to grow
We dreamed of bigger things for ourselves
When I moved to Michigan
The air was too thick
For me to breathe
And I took this pen and paper
and I sent you this words
And I had much like the coward I am
afraid of nothing and everything hurts
Where have you gone these days?
When will you come back?
Hold you where your heart is.
And I am sorry for my persistent
I promise this is the last time I write
[00:19.138]It was summer of ninety-three
[00:22.608]When our love started to grow
[00:28.452]We dreamed of bigger things for ourselves
[00:38.058]When I moved to Michigan
[00:42.844]The air was too thick
[00:47.387]For me to breathe
[00:58.303]And I took this pen and paper
[01:06.882]and I sent you this words
[01:16.217]And I had much like the coward I am
[01:25.562]afraid of nothing and everything hurts
[01:36.234]Where have you gone these days?
[01:44.767]When will you come back?
[01:59.988]Hold you where your heart is.
[02:12.603]And I am sorry for my persistent
[02:22.462]I promise this is the last time I write