We fell in love and kissed under the sun Wrote down the way this ends, and then we kissed again I hear the sound, the gods can't scare me now Cause I'm too young to die and already broken inside A message recorded a year from today Says I'd have called sooner, but forgot your name I hope it comes against a setting sun Wrote down the things we'll say, the time, the day, and place You and I are tortured by design The way our hearts can break looked beautiful that day I should be sleepless over you I should be brokenhearted too Against the sky it slipped my mind This should be a tragic way to end Endless lines of things I said In midday sun my face looks young