Sunday evening in the springtime
Just like this time last year
When you change your tone
I wonder if i still belong here
Your smile stings when i'm caught
In between and don't disappear
I know the difference between
The things that scare me
And the things that i fear
When will you tell me who i am to you
Am i anything to anyone
When will you tell me who i am to you
Just tell me that you hate my guts
Every time i walk away
I walk right into where you're going
But when i want to see you
You're busy so i wind up smoking
And when you smoke,
I say no, not tonight, not while it's snowing
So we don't talk for months
And then you ask me where the wind is blowing
When will you tell me who i am to you
Am i anything to anyone
When will you tell me who i am to you
Just tell me that you hate my guts
When will you tell me who i am to you
Am i anything to anyone
When will you tell me who i am to
You just tell me that you hate my guts
(Are we gonna be friends forever)
Sunday evening in the springtime
Just like this time last year
You won't say a thing and
I won't say anything either