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Well, I wrote your name and burned it

To see the color of the flame

And it burned out the whole spectrum

As if you were everything

Mine just burned gold

A normal flame

I am not anything

And all that I remember is the feeling of waking up

When we were kids, you were the sun to which my eyes would not adjust

We were kids - I was a fountain

You could never drink enough

Then came all the boys who swept you up

Played careless with your heart

And every night there was a new girl

Sitting beside me in my car

Something dies when you grow older

But you do the best you can

I am glad

I am glad

You found a good man