I take in a stranger and he hits me I take in a wind and it bites I listen at night To you cry constantly Saying "show yourself Fight yourself" We are two kids, we have acted foolishly When could we possibly When could we possibly Only every summer Then only if you know O i know i know i only know you And pretty much always this will be true Living on the memory of this love Memory is knowledge, dove She learned back on the wood and she closed her eyes Saying quietly as she went to sleep "don't let anyone see us Say what they've seen and expose us I've seen how they are and i hate it They could never talk about where you've been"