Mouth and Collar

So this is my ode to say
I remember what you wore that day
Drove down the backroad to Pattison Lake
This is my ode today
We fought, we cried
And I left you in the cold outside
We broke things off a few too many times
Oh, young love, first love of its kind
But your eyes were were
The first eyes to hold mine
Your ideas were were
The first to fill my mind
We broke things off a few too many times
Oh, young love, first love is not kind
Copper penny mouth and collar bones
In the sun beneath my hands
Cover treasure up with skipping stones
My heart plunders what it can
This is my ode to you
Old love of mine
Drove down the backroad to Pattison Lake
This is my ode today
We broke things off a few too many times
Oh, young love, last love of its kind
First love is not kind
First love of its kind
Oh, darling, we were made for this



Credits
Writer(s): Brooklyn Doran, Greg Dee Williamson
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