Saw your dark hair blow underneath pale sky Walked right into a fade I couldn't outrun our hide-out last once It's all gone, it's gone
We laughed through days that no one else would know I touched your hair, then ran from what I feared Two chances gone, no way to disappear Numbers keep climbing behind my eyes
The more I care, the more my goodbye lies Lucas What's wrong? For you.
Thanks. Too much sugar. No, I put in the right amount. I've been cutting sugar lately.
Julian helped me change it. Mr. Lucas started cutting sugar last week. It's noted on the schedule. Mr. Lucas, the meeting materials for this afternoon.