With My Scissors

And when I think of you I think of times we never had Streetlights, cold and iron clad And when I think of you I think of all that's gone away Oh, just another day But you know me as I know you In all that time, I never knew I never knew I never knew Scissors, with my scissors (I know) With my scissors (I know) With my scissors (I know) With my I was cutting with my scissors And when I think of you I think of times we never had Streetlights, cold and iron clad And when I think of you I think of all that's gone away Oh, just another day And when I think of you It's strange to count the passing days And how I'll never be the same How on earth I grew to go Well, I guess we'll never know I really liked it!