I hope someday we'll sit down together
And laugh with each other about these days, these days
I hope someday we'll sit down together
And laugh with each other about these days, these days
These days, these days
These days, these days
Leaving to find my soul
Told her I had to go
And I know it ain't pretty
When our hearts get broke
Leaving to find my soul
Told her I had to go
And I know it ain't pretty
When our hearts get broke
And I know it ain't pretty
When our hearts get broke
I hope someday we'll sit down together
And laugh with each other about these days, these days
I hope someday we'll sit down together
And laugh with each other about these days, these days
These days, these days
These days, these days
Cigarettes in the ashtray
Reminiscing on those past days
I thought you'd end up with my last name
But that changed
And I travelled around the world
Think where you living at now?
I heard you moved to Austin
Got an apartment and settled down
And every once in a while
I start texting
Write a paragraph
But then I delete the message
Think 'bout you like a past time
I could cry you a river
Get you baptised or
I wasn't ready to act right
Used to always think I'd get you back, right
They say that things fall apart
We were gonna move to Brooklyn
You were gonna study Art
Love is just a tool
To remind us who we are
And that we are not alone
And we're walking in the dark
I hope someday we'll sit down together
And laugh with each other about these days, these days
I hope someday we'll sit down together
And laugh with each other about these days, these days
These days, these days
These days, these days