Verse by @kai.ashland

my hands still know your kitchen summer left its fingerprints on the glass the lemon tree outlived the marriage i am the last one at the party fixing the lights

we sang until the neighbors forgave us i saved the last cigarette for a braver night summer left its fingerprints on the glass summer left its fingerprints on the glass

i keep the porch light on for nobody the radio only plays the parts i remember summer left its fingerprints on the glass the moon is a coin i cannot spend

we were young and the light was cheap i am not sorry for the way i loved out loud i traded my quiet for a louder kind of quiet i traded my quiet for a louder kind of quiet