Junebug (Live) - Stan Van Samang
Written by：Robert Francis
Junebug
I remember everything
The blue carpet floors
The tall wooden doors
I held you in my arms
Junebug
Burn the picture of a house
See it was ours
When we didn't need it anymore
That was when I loved you best
We were kids then
We shouldn't think about the rest
You put them in a bask no you by
Front by the coast
The way your face
Lit up in pale grief you
You were a ghost
You like it when it darkens
All the universe could care
I was a home you once tried to escape
The dark in which you lived
Soon they find you lying there
On seven little homes
They find you lying on their porches
But you need to use the phone
And lure you into their rules
That was the last time I heard of June
That was love I could not allow
You were beautiful and
You just cold you now
I remember everything
I remember everything
I remember everything
You were beautiful and
I'm still in too deep
