You Were Young

I hope it rains when you say my name
And your cars parked far

Step by step

I'll be that cloud left over your head
You might taste my tears
Might smell that salt air

But at once i could feel that
That old northeast wind
And it's getting better



Credits
Writer(s): Oscar Laureano Salazar, Joseph Edward Mulherin
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