Girl From NYC (Named Julia)

I'm such a vulnerable lad

with nothing to protect me

from your world so bright and full of laughter

I went home and sank my head into the pillow

I closed my eyes and tried to hear it again

to hear you laughing again

I cried in a dream

while I was staying at your place

I tried to talk about it over breakfast

but you made a joke out of it

and I never told you why

my, my, my, didn't it seem

that you were only playing with me

I wrote you a letter on the flight home

which evolved into a love poem

so, of course, I couldn't send it then

I cried in a dream

while i was staying at your place

I'm such a vulnerable lad

with nothing to protect me

from your world so bright and full of laughter