Walking down the streets I walked a year ago
The orange cat the grey house and the corner store
How I wish I would have done it in a different way
Without always hoping for another day
Waking up is getting harder than it did before
Dishes from yesterday and all my clothes on the floor
I'm start to miss you more with every time
I see you somewhere else, oh, no, it's fine
The rain made a river in the field
She's killing snails with a stick
Then points them at me
Running through the field (field)
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Driving by the small town with the stranger's name
Good hope and a little bit of my old shame
For dinner I took two bites of something I don't know
And you know I don't do things I haven't done before
The cat was sleeping on the white machine
I only have a backpack so I'm missing my things
Noodles in cup and your laughter fit
Perfectly together when we're stuck like this
The rain made a river in the field
She's killing snails with a stick
Then points them at me
Running through the field (field)
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Making songs killing time
Water running down our eyes
Waiting for our socks to dry
I don't wanna say goodbye
The rain made a river in the field
She's killing snails with a stick
Then points them at me
Running through the field (field)