the last time I saw you, was last November.
I guess it's been a while.
the leaves were the same color, this time last year.
so I'll stare out this window until all that's green has cleared.
and I know that things have changed but I hope you feel the same
when I show up at your front door and I tell you where I've been
I guess I'll show up at your house (like I always do)
and we'll sit and talk about that night (we got really lost)
I think we've learned a lot this year (about how people change)
I'm getting sick of losing all my friends
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