Paroles de Blackhawk

funny how things coincide, coincidence always passed me by yet i saw you, i met you, at the park that night lyrically i cant describe, description ive never really tried thinking of you, yet you, upon me havent set your eyes sit after dark, waiting on bleachers at the park fifty degress and getting chilly, but dont leave ill make sure you dont become a memory having you in mind, had me up all night long up all night, writing your song