All that time when we were walking, I wanted to hold your hand in mine, As your warmth would have been anchoring, That day, I thought I was going to fly away.
It’s been a tough year and there’s nothing holding me here, You’ve got a home, not me, I’m always standing in the shade, I swear, the overhead canopy just wants me to leave.
The cold air doesn’t freeze my feet, I’m known to never quit a good deal, But I plan to make a major move Do you have a reason for me to stay? I don’t have a lot left to prove.
Maybe this road remembers me, Maybe the grass is rooting for us, But apart from you, I don’t exist, And I know that’s not good, So I’m trying not to drown in self-pity, I want to catch you up on everything, Because if not with you, I don’t belong in this city.