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Matters are subject to change
We rearrange, don't stay the same
But I still feel this lingering
These silly things

Departure of a stalemate is all that I've conceived
Morning dew on my shoes, your smell it never leaves

I miss so many things about you
Your hair, your eyes, and the way you speak, too
Leave me a voicemail for when I'm alone
To have that voice in my headphones

Departure of a stalemate is all that I've conceived
Morning dew on my shoes, your smell it never leaves

Your hair
Your eyes
Your heart
It shines
That voice
That smile
You're all worthwhile

I miss those times
Please be mine
I understand
But I miss your hands
I wish that we could be again

Departure of a stalemate is all that I've conceived
Morning dew on my shoes, your smell it never leaves