looking at the old pictures they were taken by a stranger on the summer we met don't you know your gaze still melts me to the puddle like ice cream we used to eat rum raisin was your favorite sweet sensation, not unlike you it was our time my love don't you know your gaze still melts me to the puddle like ice cream we used to eat the flavor has been lost that was then, it's over now, I cry ice cream tastes bitter don't you know your gaze still melts me to the puddle like ice cream we used to eat
