Storeman, your eyes are watery white
"Another long long night?" and you say
"Be careful riding that boy's bike in the dark"
"Don't worry, I'm not going far"

I was very very young and terribly in love
And not yet knowing that love alone may not be enough
To counter all the silly things I thought
I thought you were God

The night sky is peeling back her sheets
The linen is lavender and underneath it I ride your bike
The bike bar's cutting into my crotch
I stand up and power-pedal on

I was very very young and terribly in love,
Not yet knowing that love alone may not be enough
To counter all the stupid things I thought
I thought you were God

And I, I believed in you

We still talk, we still talk quite a lot
Since the alarming discovery
That you were never God
And we still laugh,
But the laughter's more sincere,
'Cause it's speckled with your tears

You were so young and terribly in love,
And not yet knowing that love alone may not be enough
To undo all the secret things I thought

I thought you were God