Besedila: Of Montreal. Girl From NYC (Named Julia).

:
I'm such a vulnerable lad
with nothing to protect me
from your world so bright and full of laughter.
i went home and sank my head into the pillow
i close my eyes and try to hear it again,
to hear you laughing again.
i cried in a dream
i was staying at your place,
i tried to talk about it over breakfeast
but you made a joke out of it
and i never told you why
my my my didn't it seem like you were only playing with me
i wrote you a letter on the flight home
which evolved into a love poem
so of course i couldn't send it then.
i cried in a dream
i was staying at your place
i'm such a vulnerable lad
with nothing to protect me from your world
so bright and full of laughter

(Thanks to marissa for these lyrics)