No longer have a letter in my drawer You gave to me in the car I never heard someone like that before If I could go back I would change it I would have been more mature I was a jerk to you on Thanksgiving I don't think about it much anymore It's been a while since I was sixteen
But I still think about you on your birthday Though I don't reach out The friendship bridges have been burned But that's alright, we're grownups now Back then I got caught up forcing what was never meant to be That's the short story of you and me
If I'm honest, I can't recall Your favorite holiday or color It's like I never knew you at all Though pictures somewhere say different And time makes everything small Once important now so hazy Woder what you're doing now Off in La La Land maybe
But I still think about you on your birthday Though I don't reach out The friendship bridges have been burned But that's alright, we're grownups now Back then I got caught up forcing what was never meant to be That's the short story of you and me
I still think about you on your birthday Though I don't reach out Yet I wish you well, I hope you find all you dreamed about I got caught up forcing what was never meant to be That's the end of you and me That's the end of the storyTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
