Lyrics

Center City on a bus People change from want to must So I pushed the meaning to it all I carry you from place to place I said "This is how I spend my days... Do you better understand my shape, my form?" Do I really have to let you go? Not if I don't want to... Your last nights on the couch I hear you heartbeat pounding out It sounded like someone's footsteps on the floor I dreamt we walked from room to room And opened doors into those parts of you All the memories that I have of us before Do I really have to let you go? Do I really have to? When someone you love dies you never question where they've gone Like landscapes under snow, they're the blocks you build more life upon They're the corners of your eyes Their quiet arms still comfort you Do I really have to? Do I really have to let you go?