Текст песни American Daughter - Beachhouse

When I met her, knees together
She held my head there, underwater

So I tried harder to forget her
American daughter

But my mind wanders
Through visions of her heart-shaped letters
She is made of every other
She is static then technicolor

And to know her is to love her
American daughter

Dreamt about her some nights after
Concrete baby, walked her home late

When I met her, knees together
We held our heads there, underwater
She is made of every other

Did I lose her? Did I break her?
American daughter

And to know her is to love her
Dreamt about her