Текст Anya Marina – Not A Through Street

I don’t remember much of anything of those years
Kind of strange, kind of sad
Considering all the laughs and all the tears

Could be this quiet cul-de-sac

I remember you
So strange
Do you remember me secretly?

So I comb the depths of the ocean floor of my memory
Grasping onto some shell, some piece, some evidence of you and me

Sunlight streaming mornings and your head in the sheets
Dancing naked in the living room
I still practice secretly

I remember you
Secretly
Do you remember me?
Secretly
I remember you
Secretly
Do you remember me?
Secretly

You’re a mile away on your island, so blue
Doing who knows what with who-knows-who
Haphazard lovers don’t seem to drown out your tune
Goes for me anyway. I don’t know about you

So no matter what or when or who
You remember me