Sarah Minor
And I know that there's friction between me and youI know that you're uncomfortable, believe me, I doI know it's hard for you to tell me the truthBut while we are doing so, Sarah, I love you
And though your skin's sheet white and your arms carry scarsYour hair isn't clean much, your lungs black with tarAnd god, you love to argue, you can't play guitarBut still, let me tell you that I love who you areStill, let me tell you that I love who you are
Love, young love, I hope you are wellAt least we now both have a story to tellYoung love, I feel you know me better than mostIn spite of real distance, we'll always be closeIn spite of real distance, we'll always be close
Golden Brown was our soundtrack a long time agoWe spent all our days in the lines outside showsAnd I still remember this day, a long time agoI walked through the rain for you, you said to "Go home"
Young love, young love, I hope you are wellAt least we now both have a story to tellYoung love, I feel you know me better than mostIn spite of real distance, we'll always be closeIn spite of real distance, we'll always be close.