didn't it seem like you were only playing with me...

"Girl from NYC (Named Julia)" - Of Montreal

I'm such a vulnerable lad
with nothing to protect me
from your world so bright and full of laughter.

I went home and sank my head into the pillow
I close my eyes and try to hear it again,
to hear you laughing again.

I cried in a dream
I was staying at your place,
I tried to talk about it over breakfast
but you made a joke out of it
and i never told you why
my my my didn't it seem like you were only playing with me...

I wrote you a letter on the flight home
which evolved into a love poem
so of course I couldn't send it then.

I cried in a dream
I was staying at your place
I'm such a vulnerable lad
with nothing to protect me from your world
so bright and full of laughter