The days get shorter here ever since you stole the sun. Put it in your pocket and went down south past the horizon. Bend my fingers back so I'll no
Can I get it out this time Every sentiment that I try To keep inside behind my ribs, my lungs Youre my favorite things reside Catching up on old times
When I go to sleep we both know what that means. I'll have our pictures plastered behind my eyelids. Dreams come like waves of memories and summer
When you leave you're still here with me even though your feet pound the pavement hard is it keeping you up nights is it stopping you from sleeping tight
