One month and eight days have passed
Since the day I saw you last
So far away from me you've been
Close enough to feel your skin
Cobwebs on the bench were we sat
Together
Some memories are still intact
But I never
Thought I'd forget what it felt like to touch you
Come back, bring a broom, I'll be waiting right here
We'll clean up this mess together
As I sit I remember the day
When I finally learned not to be afraid
If I sit long enough I can feel it again
Remembering is almost a sin
Cobwebs on the bench were we sat
Together
Some memories are still intact
But I never
Thought I'd forget what it felt like to touch you
Come back, bring a broom, I'll be waiting right here
We'll clean up this mess together
So far away from me you've been
Close enough to feel your skin
So far away from me you've been
Remembering is almost a sin
