1930.

Mary, I found the sound,
and if this heart keeps pouring it out,
And the glory hasn't come,
And it's probably gonna fade,
like a tattoo that hides this shame.
But reasons always fade.
And the pain gives out some day.
So I’m saying my goodbyes to your deep brown eyes,
'cause I don’t know how say
"Stay still in the pain.
Stay still in the pain."

But I wish you knew her now.
She’s the better side of me now.
And I’m doing the best I can.
That's what you'da wanted.
And I see like you were there.
I know just how you'd smile.
Mary, you looked just like,
it was 1930 that night.

And if I recall the last thing you said to me,
before it broke up.
Before it took you from me.
You said "I love you more than the stars in the sky,
but your name just escapes me tonight."
(Nobody does it like you anymore.
Nobody does it like you)