Written in 1990. I was 22 and she was 18. Things didn't quite work out.
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Lyrics
She’s a girl of all of eighteen
See it in her eyes
And too bad it’s such a sad thing
She don’t realize
My life, is built on goodbyes
Hear the youth ring in her laughter
As she dreams of two
I’m the mystery that she’s after
Lord I wish she knew
I must run the other way
It’s what I do
And because she is a sweet thing
I thought I’d try this thing once more
I held my arms out and I tried to care
But I got scared once more
And I had to leave
Just like before
I know it’s not fair to you girl
That I should spoil your fun
I start to shake when you get near me
I am sorry now
Please don’t cry
I have to run