Hi, it’s me. I’m sorry I couldn’t make it tonight.
I hope you’ll understand just why.
I wrote this song last summer when you were a lunatic, when you always kept a bottle in your purse. I loved the way you would dance. You’d swing your soul for the world to see. You looked like the naked sun some nights. With your hair in your eyes; I couldn’t if I tried.
Hi, it’s me. I’m sorry I couldn’t make it tonight.
I hope you’ll understand just why.
I know you’ve grown but I liked it when it used to be just you and me dancing in the night.
I swore you could fly if you put your mind to it right. And part of me still wishes you’d try.
Scribbling notebooks at 4am yeah yeah. And dancing on the window ledge yeah yeah.
Hi, it’s me. I’m sorry I couldn’t make it tonight.
I hope you’ll understand just why.
I know you’ve grown but I liked it when it used to be just you and me dancing in the night.
Whiskey bottles and partying out of control. Somewhere along the line you gave all that up and I wonder if you lost yourself.
I noticed you’re wearing new clothes now. I noticed you don’t smile as much. I noticed you got a weird look in your eye. Did something scare you more than you’d like to know? Did something scare you more than you’d like to know?
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