I miss the way that I was feeling last summer
Can We bring it back?
Time is pa**ing and we ain't getting no younger
I'm still believing that
We were meant to be, and eventually
We'll spring together, like the April leaves
And if April leaves, I don't have anything
And when May comes I'll say goodbye to spring
Still got your lips smeared on mine
You left some things I hope you come back to find
You're running through the city while you're running through my mind
I'm trying to catch up but you just don't have no time
You trying to chase your dreams with that little fashion line
Bad little chick, look like Stacy in her prime
We'd fight and we'd fuss we'd kiss and make up
I thought I had found love, lucky if I found lust