Leaving کے بول

I was a little lost Rode home on my bicycle The night was warm and it was June Charleston gets so hot so soon It reminded me of leaving Walked into a crowded room Looked around for a place to stand Everyone I did not know, and knew Reminded me of you Reminded me of leaving, this evening Reminded me of leaving, Reminded me of you Stood so near the ocean Wearing only your birthday suits We were tripping eight miles high Shooting stars, your blue disguise Reminded me of leaving, this evening Reminded me of leaving, just breathing Reminded me of leaving… I was a little lost