Sarah Minor - Keaton Henson

And I know that there’s friction between me and you

I know that you’re uncomfortable, believe me, I do

I know that it’s hard for you to tell me the truth

But while we are doing so, Sarah, I love you

And though your skin’s sheet white, your arms carry scars

Your hair isn’t clean much, lungs black with tar

And God, you love to argue, you can’t play guitar

But still, let me tell you that I love who you are

Still, let me tell you that I love who you are

Love, young love, I hope you are well

At least we now both have a story to tell

Young love, I feel you know me better than most

In spite of real distance, we’ll always be close

In spite of real distance, we’ll always be close

Golden Brown was our soundtrack a long time ago

We spent all our days in the lines outside shows

And I still remember this day, a long time ago

I walked through the rain for you, you said to go home