Leaving

Hootie & The Blowfish

I was a little lost 
Rode home on my bicycle 
The night was warm and it was June 
Charleston gets so hot so soon 
It reminded me of leaving 

Walked into a crowded room 
Looked around for a place to stand 
Everyone I did not know, and knew 
Reminded me of you 
Reminded me of leaving, this evening 
Reminded me of leaving, 
Reminded me of you 

Stood so near the ocean 
Wearing only your birthday suits 
We were tripping eight miles high 
Shooting stars, your blue disguise 
Reminded me of leaving, this evening 
Reminded me of leaving, just breathing 
Reminded me of leaving... 

I was a little lost