A Year - Sandy Mouche

Sitting here among the trees of Santa Monica bay

I can hardly speak I’m in too deep and it’s not my fault

Climbing up a tree towards the glowing cinnamon sky

Chewing gums for free I’m tasting yours you’re swallowing mine

A year goes by

Fleeing and so will I

I didn’t hear you falling once again

I didn’t hear you calling a friend

This is not the end we’re standing near the fall of our lives

Truth will never lie this moment is the key to our lives

A year goes by

Fleeing and so will I

I didn’t hear you falling once again

I didn’t hear you calling a friend

I know this is right

I’ve said too much

This boy has said

Too much of everything

A year goes by

Fleeing and so will I

I didn’t hear you falling once again

I didn’t hear you calling a friend