Four AM
New York time
It was raining of course that night
You threw your guitar
In the back of a car
And I just let you go
'Cause sometimes what's right isn't fair
And what's fair is just for show
But the light, the light, the light
Shone lilac through the window
And you were all aglow
I should have let you know
You copy you paste you lose
Five AM dark
Brought the thought
A baby born in the year you died
Would be about in high school now
And maybe digging up your pretty songs
I hear her teen feet
As they beat along Christopher Street
And the light, the light, the light
Shone lilac through the window
And you were all aglow
The light, the light, the light
Flew out of your fingers
And set us all aglow
And what if I had only kissed you
If I'd just leaned into your shoulder
Or maybe slashed your tires
Or knocked you out somehow
What might be different now
The light, the light, the light
Shone lilac through the window
And you were all aglow
The light, the light, the light
Shone lilac through the window
And you were all aglow
Should have let you know
Should have let you know