Sweet Thursday (Pizzicato Five)

the first time the two of us ever spoke to each other was a windy thursday afternoon in may on a dazzling main street In front of a flower shop In a bad temper you stared at me I still remember the little things like the lily you you gave me the first time the two of us kissed was a week later on thursday night In a gentle rain walking for hours and hours we repeated the same old gossip suddenly, the two of us pretended to run out of topics and we fell in love as expected after that when the two of us parted it was a cloudy thursday morning in september before I knew it, you were not in our bed and the two of us would never meet again