Looking through the photos you find in my draw,
Laughing so hard you're rolling around on the floor,
At all the bad haircuts,
And me smoking cigarettes,
The lustless romantic,
Trying hard to impress,
Well that's just me before we met,
Well that's just me before we met.
Putting down the photos,
you look up at me,
Enjoying the thought of the person that I used to be,
The things I was proud of,
The things I regret,
Some things I remember,
Some things I forget,
Well I've always had a wild imagination,
And it sees through your heart,
Which I know can be, a wild combination,
Like a flame forms from a spark,
But don't be shy, be brave little champion,
It's better to live than to hide,
Well that's just me, before we met
Noah and The Whales: Just Me, Before We met