Strawberry Moon

I'm looking back at you
 Through rose colored glasses
 This strawberry moon
 Is taking me places
 Like back to the roof of the house where we grew
 Into familiar faces
 I scorched my soul
 On stoners' ash
 I know the truth
 Of why you left
 Put your love on a shelf
 Been screaming for help before checking out
 But it's all right
 I think of you as my intro to love
 Baby, I'm fine
 I've got dreams to be thinking of
 It's four o'clock
 The finish line
 And I can finally start to fantasize
 About what is to come, what's left to be done
 Get on with my life
 But it's all right
 I think of you as my intro to love
 Baby, I'm fine
 I've got dreams to be thinking of
 But it's all right
 I think of you as my intro to love
 Baby, I'm fine
 I've got dreams to be thinking of
 But it's all right
 I think of you as my intro to love
 Baby, I'm fine
 I've got dreams...