When I was 12, I couldn't spell, but I could spell your name
Write it with words you'd never heard and words I'd never say
Write it on notes, fold it into boats and send them down the drain
Hope they'd wash out down to your house on a rainy day
And it's not easy
Living in a memory
It's not easy
Thinking about what could be
When I grew up, I took the bus back to the place we lived
Walked the path that we took back from school when we were kids
Used to try and spend the night running through our days
When I left, thought I'd be back

I'll never forget, but I never did
And it's not easy
Living in a memory
It's not easy
Thinking about what could be
It's not easy
I wish I could forget, but I never did

I wish I could know you, I wish I could know you again
Wish I could have told you what I should have told you then
But no matter where I go
I'm still living down the road
In a yellow house with a letter that I didn't send
It's not easy
It's not easy
It's not easy
It's not easy
Living in a memory
It's not easy
Thinking about what could be
When I grew up, I took the bus back to the place we lived
It's not easy



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