Blackhawk

funny how things coincide, coincidence always passed me by
yet i saw you, i met you, at the park that night
lyrically i cant describe, description ive never really tried
thinking of you, yet you, upon me havent set your eyes

sit after dark, waiting on bleachers at the park
fifty degress and getting chilly, but dont leave
ill make sure you dont become a memory

having you in mind, had me up all night long
up all night, writing your song