When I say that I love you,
I guess what I mean is that I love you like a home I have to leave
And I'm thinkin how nothing can stay
How the sun stains the curtains
And the paint flakes away
But it'll always be home, till the memory fades
I love you, thanks for the golden age
When I say that I'm grateful
I guess what I mean is how the sapling is grateful for the seed
And I'm thinking how all things change
How the branches grow tall
But our initials remain
I'll remember you well when the summer is gone
Another year another ring round my bones
When I say that I'll miss you
I guess what I mean is that I'll miss you like autumn misses spring
And I've been thinking how everything dies
Like the reds and the blues on their way cross the sky
And the sunset explodes when it knows that it's time
Before hello, sometimes goodbye
Kiss me once more