August, I don't cry anymore It's just a feeling, that's what feeling is for I don't go back to the old neighborhood for Fear of seein' what is left of our house of love It's just two complicated truths Breathin' up and down and pourin' out of me into you and me August, the intentional motion of love Up and down is what we expected of love If I could feel something good, I would share with you You know I would If I could make something nice, I would make it for ya' Give it to your flies If I could take back the time, I would give you your life If I could've said what I meant, I would say it so you never would forget