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Sometimes when I think about it
My chest hurts, wet work
Pity deep down, don't crack, don't fold
Compose, control the pressure
She said achoo I said god bless ya
Right in the middle of the lecture
Thank you
I said my pleasure
Do you see that, yea well, I think it hit the projector
Stop playing, I laugh, she smile
Pipe down says the professor
Man them were the good ole days
Two kids never knew our ways
Time change, she move, we try fast track
Still I'm in the same old lane
Look at me now still doing the same old thing
Hands resting
Daydreaming up on my window pane
Look at me now
Said look at me now
Still pretending that I've moved on
But I'm torn inside my chest
Sometimes I wish that I never knew you
Look at me now
Said look at me now
Still pretending that I've moved on
But I'm torn inside my chest
Sometimes I wish that I never knew you
Memory in the child
Memory in the hood
Particles in the light
By the window where you stood
Look at me now
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