When you wake up in the morning
Are you lonely
To find only the items I had left
By your bedside, on the table, to your right hand?
Little traces are the proof that I exist
Looking back now, I can see your clear green eyes
In that old shed with the string lights, you reside
With the swing set stuck above you in the rafters
And the books and the records on each side
And the books and the records on each side
I knew I could grow to love him
But his walls came up too fast
I was strong in his presence
But he left me for the past
Now will he ever stop haunting me
And let me go?
My mind travels through memories
My mind travels through memories
I only remember the sweetest of these
I only remember the sweetest of things
Keep her close now, keep her happy, keep her wanted
Don't desert her, oh, the way that you did me
Cook her breakfast, share your music, tell your secrets
Give it all like you never plan to leave
Oh, did you plan to leave?
And I tell your friends it was easier than
To give your heart away
Before it all became broken and, eager to love,
I gave it all with haste
So if you're telling your story, especially of heartache,
It better ring out true
To pa** down your bloodline and travel through song
In an honest rememberance of you
'Cause I knew I could grow to love him
But his walls came up too fast
I was so strong in his presence
But he left me for his past
Now will he ever stop haunting me
And let me go?
Will he ever say goodbye to me?
I've been on my own
So when you wake up in the morning
Are you lonely
To find only the love that you had left
By my bedside, on the table, to my left hand?
Little traces are the proof that you exist