There's a dark red shirt you wore when we first met
It hung loose around your shoulders and obscured your silhouette
I've got a picture of you wearing it with me
I hate how tall I look but you're as happy as can be
The inside jokes and rumors, false and true
You would reprimand while laughing 'cause you know you thought it too
You're like a half-heard tune, or a daylight moon
The flavor of salt in the wind
A road I used to know, a dream from long ago
The name of a forgotten friend
Your story did not end with me, but I
I cataloged the most important scenes
Mirages on projector screens
We conspired a plan to travel through the west
For two summers I saved tips inside my Oldsmobile's armrest
I never locked the doors, and someone stole it all
Of course by then, the loss was just as well - a fitting curtain call
You're like a half-heard tune, or a daylight moon
The flavor of salt in the wind
A road I used to know, a dream from long ago
The name of a forgotten friend
Your story did not end with me, but I
I cataloged the most important scenes
Mirages on projector screens
There's a yearbook page you filled with a goodbye
It was meant for a little while, but it stood the test of time
Now all that wore us down has worn away
Still I sift through gift shop souvenirs to see how they spell your name
You're like a half-heard tune, or a daylight moon
The flavor of salt in the wind
A road I used to know, a dream from long ago
The name of a forgotten friend
Your story did not end with me, but I
I cataloged the most important scenes
Mirages on projector screens
You're like a half-heard tune, or a daylight moon
The flavor of salt in the wind
A road I used to know, a dream from long ago
The name of a forgotten friend
Your story did not end with me, but I
I cataloged the most important scenes
Mirages on projector screens