Better Days

I still, I still care about you

My front teeth fell out without you

We shared mattresses and cried to

1991 when you flew

I think we might we still get along in

Small doses when we're alone, but

We haven't spoke since last December

I think we might be waiting for a better day

Better day

Better day

Six years older, you feel younger

I fell off and you felt under

Closer when we're far apart like

Milky Ways and hazy stars, but

I think we might still get along if

We both find where we belong and

Operate in different spaces

Until we find our way into a better day

Better day, better day, better day

I like to party

I know you do too

I'll meet you on the moon with my red shoes on

And maybe we could contemplate

How you and I could formulate

A greater way to find a way to better days

To find a way to

To find a our way to

Hey oh ah

I care, I care about you

Still love, still love, still love you

I'll wait, I'll wait to find a better day