Remember when you said
I love you
And I had to pretend that nothing had happened
Hard to see

You are a projection in my thoughts
The wind that makes my boat sail
And the storm that made him shipwreck
'Cause when you're young, they assume we don't know nothing

I must not dare to dream of you anymore
Show up at your door
Bother the neighborhood
And would be in the memories
The walks in dreams below Louisiana chemists