Little May - Cicadas

Thought I saw you where you once found those cicadas
But you hide much better than me
I doubt that you'd be there at all
Here is where I get the quiet, keep it on your tongue
And you let it slide out, out

Three years, July, where you scratch my back
And then you scratched mine
Today's no wine, see the honest eyes again
Why you on my mind again?

Here is where you took my high, left it in the smoke
And you let it dry out

Three years, July, where you scratch my back
And then you scratched mine
Today's no wine, see the honest eyes again
Why you on my mind again?

Thought I saw you where you once found those cicadas
But you hide much better than me
I doubt that you'd be there at all
Here is where I get the quiet, keep it on your tongue
And you let it slide out, out

Three years, July, where you scratch my back
And then you scratched mine
Today's no wine, see the honest eyes again
And I don't ever want to leave your side

Three years, July, where you scratch my back
And then you scratched mine
Today's no wine, see the honest eyes again
And I don't ever want to leave your side