Don't be sorry you have to go
You already feel bad enough anyway
And with the phone pressed so hard to my ear
I can almost feel your pain
We'll have to wait up till we're older
Just don't forget my name
It's march 4th, and still snowing
I'm sorry I took so long
Though, I can't say I'm upset
That I don't have to go home
And I'll bet you the snow falls
At 5 centimeters too
I'll bet you the snow falls
Like I know that we'll do
When did I start writing
Letters to no one?
Why'd I let you go?
Why can't I let go?
Now I'm giving up on you
And I'm giving up on me
I'm always staring at the sidewalk
You're in everything I see
Having the same dream again
About the words you never read
And freezing on the floor
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