There are things that we both miss Like our legs intertwined When I get lost in a dream and I know I can't sleep God damn it, I miss you tonight There's a song that I'm writing If you'd want to hear I'll hold the phone to the strings and I'll sing what I think But it's only for your ears And you hold me for a million years We talk about L.A I know it's not what we had planned But I still love this thing we made Stubbed my toe on the door frame Made you laugh for a week straight Dumb little things I recall when I'm feeling real small And you're gone, and you call, and you say that You hold me for a million years We talk about L.A I know it's not what we had planned But I still love this thing we made I know it's not what we had planned But I still love this thing we made Run until I see the ocean Hold onto the memory Till' day it all goes slow motion, finally And you hold me for a million years We talk about L.A I know it's not what we had planned But I still love this thing we made I know it's not what we had planned But I still love this thing we made I know it's not what we had planned But I still love this thing we made