Valentina (Acoustic) from Trails by Connor Lin Frost

It was the summer of 2013
the desert called my name again
And underneath the California sunset
I saw her from afar
like a lighthouse on the waves

She signaled for a towel
to spread across her back
And warm her up
And then we talked all night about her sisters on the East Coast
And all that snow we left behind

I thought that would be the last time

Valentina
Why did you have to go
Valentina
I guess we’ll never know

It was August in San Francisco
We fell asleep upon her roommate's ratty couch
And underneath these sheets
I thought it'd be our last night
When she said
I gotta change my flight

That was the last time that I saw her
It was the last time that I saw her

I want you to know it was the best six weeks of my life
So let's board the time Machine and turn around
And point the wheel, to drive back to Pomona
And on the way, we'll write a story, that tells a different tale

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