''I might take the shoes off,
Still, I remember all our walks.
I might have a new pen,
Yet I remember every little plan.

I might be tough,
Still, every time I look up to the sky, I see your laugh.

I lied to people about my favourite flower,
Because I always recall the day you gave me a wildflower.

The sun is shining while I'm standing on the ice

Why isn't it melting?
**** it, I always hated playing dice.

Repeating over and over, the same cycle every day
Just makes it too hard to stay.

I'm just going to lay...
But every time I see the moon, it makes me want to see you soon.

All I want to do is catch a train
And hope for the evening to rain.

Do you understand me?
I mean, how can I be understood
When I explain with running words hidden under a hood?

How will you get me,
When all my thoughts are running barefoot through the woods?

Where is my blanket? Where is my pillow?
Are my jeans too tight?

Maybe I need to find the light,
Because I don't want to fight anymore
So I’ll just open my door.

I can’t find my blanket or my pillow.
There’s no tree to offer me some shade.

Maybe... I'm the willow.''