We Looked Like Giants

Bm God bless the daylight, the sugary smell of springtime D A remembering when you were mine in a still suburban town Bm When every Thursday, I'd brave those mountain passes D A and you'd skip your early classes and we'd learn how our bodies worked Bm God damn the black night, with all its foul temptations D A I've become what I always hated when I was with you then Bm We looked like giants in the back of my grey sub-compact A A fumbling to make contact as the others slept inside Bm G and together there in a shroud of frost, the mountain air A began to pass through every pane of weathered glass Bm G A F#m and I held you closer than anyone would ever get