We were running everywhere with dirty feet and messy hair
Racing through the Commons and I thought I'd let you win
Turned your head and laughed at me, made a "V" for "victory"
Maybe it's a peace sign for the piece of me I left behind in you
Yesterday I thought of you and all the things we used to do
Got out your old poems and I read them out loud
Maybe I could walk you home or I could call you on the phone
But every time I think of you, I melt to nothing

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Writer(s): GUY CHAMBERS, MELANIE CHISHOLM