It feels like things have changed.
I rarely see you anymore,
And that's left me feeling strange.
And correct me if I am wrong,
I don't think I will be...
Last year didn't feel this long,
Or was it really just me?
Because I know what we've discovered
Has grown and changed, that's great
But this year I've uncovered
The truth behind the famed-
The famous rumours spread around
Perpetuated by the press
Books and songs that scream too loud
Of love, so young, addressed.
Stamp it, send it, put it in the mail.
Post your love to me...
It'll arrive faster, albeit stale
Than now, you hold me closely.
But I never hear from you these days,
Can't remember the last time I did.
Feels like we're pulling seperate ways...
You don't care who wins the bid.
But as leaves die and turn to red
You seem to leave me as well
All the words you haven't said
All things I can't ever tell.
You could always just ring me up.
You could send me a letter.
I could never be enough,
You wanted someone better.
That's no self-deprication, my friends
Not when I know it's true.
Even though it feels we near the end
You love me how I love you.
Autumn insecurity.
Takes its evil toll on me.
But, though silly, it's still grounded.
You may fight, it's not unfounded.
I know there's something inbetween,
Pushed between you and me.
Ignore it, promise it's not real.
I know you feel the way I feel.
Go ahead, push it away.
It'll surface another day.
So as I tread on these autumn leaves.
I find my way onto your street.
And as the whole world turns to grey
And night falls over this bland day...
I find myself at your door,
But I can't go there anymore.
You won't answer, or come to me...
You won't answer... You won't see.
I'll stand here on your street alone,
I'll wait until I get too cold,
I'll turn and find my own way home...
You used to walk me. I walk alone.
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