The last time I really saw you, it was Fall.
The leaves were changing, and so were we, growing up, thinking of leaving, sipping on the edge of forever from puddles of freezing rain And I was falling in love, And you were nudging me to it.
Now, I see your friends more than you.
I'd rather it be you, but your cousins anxiety and sadness Are the only ones Who pick up The phone.
The season is changing, and so am I
Becoming older, thinking of leaving, standing on the edge of forever staring down at these puddles of the ocean, And I am falling for their tricks And they're nudging me to it.
I guess, what I'm saying is, I wish when you were here,
you came to stay.. I see you more when I'm distracted, Maybe a little laugh Or a hopeful look.
But the others
Are much Louder
They shout At me often Saying I don't deserve You and I tell them "I do!" But maybe I'm just Not what you want right now
You'll come back later Or You'll come see me tomorrow
They scream Into my eyes Until water runs out And I beg to stop
But my season has changed And this is the edge of forever And I desire to throw myself from it
I guess, What I'm trying to say is
I still need you. Joy, happiness, whatever you Want me to call You, just come Back to Me.