The stories I’ve heard

And those kept close

Like your preferred verse

I find no fault but the answer blurred

And I know it's been hard

Words crossed

Gently scarred

And oh I’ll see you soon

If just for a minute

I’ll pick up the phone

And oh I’ll be with you soon

I promise to come home

And I’ll get better at saying I love ya

(Oh I’ll be with you soon, I promise to come home, And I’ll get better, At saying I love you)

Tripped out by the chord

Nothing too absurd

Played this game before

It's never been adored

And this is what I fear

And hardly bizarre

It's becoming clear

It's becoming clear

So much time to think of the end

I miss the times we’d like to pretend

And oh I’ll see you soon

If just for a minute

I’ll pick up the phone

And oh I’ll be with you soon

I promise to come home

And I’ll get better at saying I love ya

Oh I’ll be with you soon

I promise to come home

And I’ll get better

At saying I love you