I remember being young and naïve Yellow porch lights up and down the street Getting lost in the endlessness Not knowing bitterness And I still remember the way it used to be The way it used to be ♪ I remember the shaded orange grove Peeled back in secret, petals on a clove Getting lost in the innocence The timid citrus kiss And I still remember the wild taste of love The wild taste of love ♪ I want to find those kids Tell them to bury their love, to keep it hid I wanna find those kids Tell them to bury their pearls, to keep them hid I remember the aching, broken whispers Two bodies, naked, burning in the embers Shades of yellow, indigo, and green Honey, do you remember me? Do you remember me? Honey, do you remember me?