We Looked Like Giants

God bless the daylight
 The sugary smell of springtime
 Remembering when you were mine
 In a still suburban town
 When every Thursday
 I'd brave those mountain passes
 And you'd skip your early classes
 And we'd learn how our bodies worked
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 God damn the black night
 With all its foul temptations
 I've become what I always hated
 When I was with you then
 We looked like giants
 In the back of my gray subcompact
 Fumbling to make contact
 As the others slept inside
 And together there
 In a shroud of frost, the mountain air began to pass
 Through every pane of weathered glass
 And I held you closer than anyone would ever guess
 Do you remember the J.A.M.C.
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 And reading aloud from magazines?
 I don't know about you, but I swear on my name they could smell it on me
 But I've never been too good with secrets, no
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 Oh, together there
 In a shroud of frost, the mountain air began to pass
 Through every pane of weathered glass
 And I held you closer