Window seats and candy stash
Passing trees in one long flash
You hummed a song I used to hate
Now I play it when I'm late
That torn old backyard denim coat
Still smell like mint and root beer floats
Who knew noise could sound like love?
Or that distance isn't far enough
You wave once more, the door slid tight
And left a song I hung at night
Goodbye bus,
but I'm still singing From broken fans to hearts still clinging
We were messy but we were true And somehow I still carry you
Every bump felt like a beat
Now city lights blur into sky
I mouth your name and don't ask why
That playlist still begins with track two
Where you said this one feels like you Goodbye bus,
but I'm still singing Across the miles,
the echoes ringing We were late but we were
right And that song still plays each night