Blinding Grins Testo

Hanging' low where the window sillShines high above my head
Deciphering words she might have said...
Shines a yellow out to the black
Sneak there out and back
Catching a train on my way home.
At that moment I bid innocence,
'Farewell!'
At that moment bye-bye to the bibs
The show-and-tell.
I fell in love with a
Past experience
Last summer was
maybe a big mistake...
I climbed up.
You helped me in.
And topics wore down thin
On the return
I recall my blinding grin.
Before saltwater months
I was just brilliant
Who would've thought it ends like this?
Who would've thought it ends like this?