Lyrics Robert DeLong

Robert DeLong

Few Years Make

I started the car to make a trip

I held out for the afternoon

I called you late but my head was out of the radio

I went to Hawaii on a trip

And didn't come down 'till I got home

Graduated Saturday and left the real world

I drove out east in my white car

Played at a church with our band

I got drunk and wandered off

With my friend's latest girl

A few years make a difference

A few years make a difference

A few years make a difference

A few years make a difference

You got in the car for waterfalls

I fell asleep behind the wheel

I never cry for my best friends save august 28th

I missed your birthday on a 5th

I held your hand it was for a joke

I stood close for body warmth

Against frozen Kimi's feet

Moved in to a smaller room

I settled in the Listerine

I walked inside of second south and stayed in for a year

I mention the future as if I knew

I went out to school because I could

I never wanted anyone

Unless they were someone else

Maggie and I blazed a trail

Walked on rocks on the streams

Started the summer on a dock

The water was cold and green

I called her now but we're no good

The conversation is without gains

And I am not her future lover I'd always known I was

A few years make a difference

A few years make a difference

My sisters boyfriends old blue van

Snowflakes on the clouded glass

Christmas lights and Jesus Christ

And visits from the dead

Seeping in on Saturday

This old computers constant ring

Golf with Edward weekday nights

He died when I was ten

Flannel t-shirts, house on stilts

Spaceships on the brand new couch

Mom and Dad I love you now more than I ever have before

The house was made a living space

But the sand was a battle ground

I found toy cars buried in the dirt behind the porch

A few years make a difference

A few years make a difference

A few years make a difference

A few years make a difference

Got a castle from Diane and Norm

Paper airplane club at three

Kissed a girl but didn't mean to kiss anyone else

I hung my own neck on a swing

When I was three I cried real hard

A coffee can I might have died every day since then

I gave god up to rationale

I met him knocking on my door

I'll die and tell him I don't know you

You never called me back

I closed my eyes and saw that I was never old or young or smart

I was everyone I'd ever met who I never loved enough