So it’s been a year or three,
This lack of talk’s been killing me,
You say the west coast is now your life.
I remember seventeen,
The way you’d smile when you’d look at me,
All these crowded rooms would disappear.
I can hear you whispering,
In the darkness just you and me,
I’d trade anything to be there again.
So it seems the past is past,
Love is just not built to last,
So you breathe in and try to smile.
Then the fireworks start, everyone stops,
You listen to the thunder, remember how you loved her,
When the fireworks start, everyone stops,
You let your heart try to forget.
But I remember telling you,
How we’d act like kids no matter who was watching,
Meant I was sold.
Soon enough i cant believe,
That I am left here wondering,
How the west coast can make you laugh.
Then the fireworks start, everyone stops,
You listen to the thunder and remember how you loved her,
When the fireworks start, everyone stops,
You let your heart try to forget.
But I confess, it’s always worse when there’s nothing left,
And it breaks your heart,
When you think of how our love would start,
So all’s untied, It’s left alone for you or thrown away.
Then the fireworks start, everyone stops,
You listen to the thunder, remember how you loved her,
When the fireworks start, everyone stops,
You let your heart try to forget.
