Sarah Minor

And I know that there's friction

between me and you,

I know that you're uncomfortable,

believe me, I do.

I know that it's hard for you to tell me the truth.

But while we are doing so,

Sarah, I love you.

And though your skin's sheet white

And your arms carry scars.

Your hair isn't clean much,

your lungs black with tar.

And god, you love to argue,

you can't play guitar.

But still, let me tell you

that I love who you are

Still let me tell you

that I love who you are.

Love, young love

I hope you are well

At least we now both

have a story to tell

Young love, I feel

You know me better than most

In spite of real distance, we'll always be close,

In spite of real distance, we'll always be close.

Golden Brown was our soundtrack

a long time ago

We spent all our days in the lines

outside shows

And I still remember this day,

a long time ago

I walked through the rain for you,

you said to "go home,"

Young love, young love

I hope you are well

At least we now both

have a story to tell

Young love, I feel

You know me better than most

In spite of real distance, we'll always be close,

In spite of real distance, we'll always be close.