She was standing like a candle
That hadn't been burned yet
On her mama's clothesline in my head
From my lips a Lucky Strike was danglin'
The day was dyin' in a sea of red
Makin' us scream makin' us sweat
It was wrong it was right
And the ground is hardened
I can see the tattered white flag flyin'
I can hear the ringin' mission bell
Telling of the innocence that's dyin'
A sound that i remember oh so well
Makin' us scream makin' us sweat
Makin' us cling makin' us claw
Makin' us rise makin' us fall
Breath on breath, skin on skin
I can't go back, there again
It was wrong it was right
I was workin' for her daddy
When she reached out and took my hand
I wonder if she still thinks about me
The way i still think about her
You dont forget something like that
There's only one first time)