Not Around

I picked you up from the airport Your smile didn't feel the same Asked you a question, then watched as You shot it down like a plane And I'm not being too dramatic I'm the one who bought your flight I knew I shouldn't have told you How much I make a week And we both think that it's stupid That they pay me just to sing And I can sing for you for free But it's just never quite as special as The first time, I sang you First Day of My Life We both thought Bright Eyes was old news But the song still made you smile And I feel like it's been a while Since your light shone on my account But when you're not around I turn into something I'm not lost or found I'm neither, I'm nothing When you're not around There's not much to say Hear me yelling out loud My love went away, hear me shout