Your face I can see and it's desperately kind, but what's at the back of your mind...

in a public forum, pennington, i announce it...i miss you to the pit of my well being. 

i havent seen your curls in so long that i can't even imagine which way they spin. i miss evening time at the biltmore apartments,  loretta ave off of olive, just at the bend in the road. maybe we'll eat crackers and drink tea. i will sit by the window and theres a spot for you. we have alot to talk about. 

i still like the alternate version more than the single.