I still save a seat for you
in conversations that never happen.
Still flinch when a song knows too much.
Still wonder if you ever
wake up missing the way we used to be
before the quiet got too loud.
I still save a seat for you
in conversations that never happen.
Still flinch when a song knows too much.
Still wonder if you ever
wake up missing the way we used to be
before the quiet got too loud.