I have this rule
If I see you in my dreams three times in a week
I have to reach out and see if you're doing fine
Yeah, so am I
And it's not a lie
Just wanna press my nose up to the glass of your life
We weren't good but we tried
It's the Fourth of July
That must be why you're on my mind
When your family dog died
I waited all night
Till you showed up on my doorstep and I held you as you cried
Even if we don't talk, I hope every fall you remember it all
If I could press my nose up to the glass of that night
I'd look back and I'd smile
Cause it was worth all my time
That must be why you're on my mind
Your grandma still comments on some of my posts
And when Coldplay played "Yellow" you sent me a video
Always crying in your car cause you were never my Northstar
But I'm glad every Christmas we close out the bar
And when we went cold I was 19 years old
And learning you don't always reap what you sow
So I plant a garden at my new apartment
We let go of our grip
But I wouldn't change it
