Besedila: All. Problematic. Alive.

i think of all the things we did
back when we were alive


i watched around the corner

as you rode up on your bike

i sat with you and held your hand

when movies made you cry


i think of all the things we did
back when we were alive



so many things to believe in

so much room to spread our wings

the joy we found in every little thing


i never will forget the day


you heard your brother died
i'm sorry now i couldnt help more



while you sat and cried

the letters that you sent me
that summer you were gone
i couldnt wait for your return


i couldnt wait that long




swimming holes to sing in


all the joy we found
open fields we'd go to dream

in every little thing

every little thing



i think of all the things we did


back when we were alive

and kissed you when you cried
when we made love i held you close


im sorry that it had to end
im sorry youre not mine

ill be with you until the end

in dreams of you tonight

ill be with you until the end

in dreams of you tonight
i think of all the things we did


back when we were alive