16, Maybe Less - Iron/Calexico/Wine
Composed by：Sam Beam
Beyond the ridge to the left you asked me what I want
Between the trees and cicadas singing around the pond
I spent an hour with you should I want anything else
One grinning wink like the neon on a liquor store
We were sixteen maybe less maybe a little more
I walked home smiling I finally had a story to tell
And though an autumn time lullaby
Sang our newborn love to sleep
My brother told me he saw you there
In the woods one Christmas Eve waiting
I met my wife at a party when I drank too much
My son is married and tells me we don't talk enough
Call it predictable yesterday my dream was of you
Beyond the ridge to the west the sun had left the sky
Between the trees and the pond you put your hand in mine
Said time has bridled us both but I remember you too
And though an autumn time lullaby
Sang our newborn love to sleep
I dreamt I traveled and found you there
In the woods one Christmas Eve waiting
