Center City on a bus Feelings change from want to must So I pushed the meaning to it all I carry you from place to place said, "This is how I spend my days, Do you understand my shape, my form?" Do I really have to let you go? Not if I don't want to Last night spent on the couch Felt your heartbeat pounding out Sounds like someone's footsteps on the floor I dreamt we walked from room to room Opened doors into those parts of you All the memories that I have of us before Do I really have to let you go? Do I really have to? When someone you love dies You never question where they've gone Like landscapes under snow They're blocks you build more life upon They're the corner of your eye Their quiet arms still comfort you Do I really have to? Do I really have to let you go? Do I really have to?