i’m walking on sunshine
from this dark place
four thousand miles from
bags packed shoes laced
no soldiers no lover’s arms
just my empty case
and i’ve carried the weight of worlds
but never been no place
and it’s okay to wanna to cry
tell her that you’re gonna try
waking up with her beside
remember what that feels like?
your distance likes it far
it blows my mind
remembering montreal
what time is your flight?
i heard you are having fun
not me not tonight
but i promise a better life
if you can find the time?
and it’s okay to want to cry
tell her that you’re gonna try
waking up with her beside
remember what that feels like?
i travel through neighborhoods
you jump continents
we’ll meet in the middle dear
well now that depends
I check the mail slot
for letters never sent
now it’s you that’s slipping from
maybe it’s just not meant
and it’s okay to wanna cry
tell her that you’re gonna try
waking up with her beside
remember what that feels like?
broken down and used all up
keeping on with just a shrug
trading pills for human touch
remember what that feels like?
remember what that feels like?
remember what that feels like
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