first love/late spring - mitski

as that soft melody stabs into my ears

i’m thrown into those leather back seat years ago with you,

each mark reminds me of our laughs and tears,

as i listen and sing along quietly,

secretly knowing that the lyrics i sing are for you

ou still listen to the song i played,

over and over for you only,

are you flooded with me when you hear her voice?

does every chord and beat remind you of mine?

singing along next to you,

waiting for you to sing those words true.