Blue June

All around I see blue and brown
 Traces of your skin on all the things I found
 She keeps her warmth in a little jar
 Rationing me tastes, and it's sweet so far
 I got something of a girl back home
 She sings sweet nothings through a telephone
 Sometimes I think it's nothing and nothing more
 A love that's gotten grand by some romantic metaphor
 Oh I don't know
 It's been some years since I've been calm
 Is it something like a ring of smoke
 Here but for a moment, then gone
 And I ain't much a swimmer when the waters are rough
 I keep myself from hurting when the times get tough
 And I been saying hit me and I'm bound to bust
 These eyes got no trouble telling love from lust
 Oh I don't know
 It's been some years since I've been calm
 Is it something like a ring of smoke
 Here but for a moment, then gone
 Sweet, unspoken promises I'll always sing for June
 It's when the fields grown fallow that the winter comes too soon
 Oftentimes she crossed my mind like an old familiar tune
 But it's so cold that nothing grows but a flower yet to bloom
 It's so cold that nothing grows but a flower yet to bloom
 It's so cold that nothing grows but a flower yet to bloom