Lola.Loves.You.

I was thirsting for knowledge and he had a car,
I was caught somewhere between a woman and a child When one restless summer we found love growing wild On the banks of the river on a well beaten path It's funny how those memories they last Like strawberry wine, and seventeen The hot July moon saw everything My first taste of love oh bittersweet Green on the vine Like strawberry wine,
The fields have grown over now Years since they've seen the plow There's nothing time hasn't touched
Is it really him or the loss of my innocence I've been missing so much

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