Of montreal

Girl from nyc (named julia)

Of montreal
I'm such a vulnerable lad
with nothing to protect me
from your world so bright and full of laughter

I went home and sank my head into the pillow
I close my eyes and try to hear it again
to hear you laughing again

I cried in a dream
while staying at your place
I tried to talk about it over breakfast
but you made a joke out of it
and I never told you why, my my

why didn't it seem like you were only playing with me?
I wrote you a letter on the flight home wich evolved into a love poem
so of course I couldn't send it then

I cried in a dream
while staying at your place
I'm such a vulnerable lad
with nothing to protect me
Ffom your world so bright and full of laughter

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