A Backyard

I miss you But I don't have the time Where I could make it right I float on through See, you're on solid ground And I act like you're ghosting me An older brother to you An older brother to me That's what it seemed like since, like, always Now, you're a father for three Feels like you're fathering me In a weird, weird, weird, weird way But I like it, and I might just stay 'Cause I miss these days Your daughter, your neighbors I wish they knew my name Show me your garage And tour me through the yard Thеre's dirt on your guitar You drop me at the bus stop And sеnd me along The way you build me up makes me feel so small Would you rake a pile of leaves So the both of us could break our falls? And most of the time It's like we slide right by each other The solder splits, yeah, I moved too quick Oh, you mail me a family picture But I can't get the nerve to call What I'm trying to say I swear it happens every day I start writing to you But I can't get out of my own way Does it matter to you? Is there something that I can do? It's all piled up on your plate Man, your garden's looking great And I like it, so I might just stay 'Cause I miss these days Your daughter, your neighbors I wish they knew my name Yeah, I like it, so I might just stay 'Cause I miss these days Your daughter, your neighbors I wish they knew my name