I wish you,
heard that song more often,
cause it'd help me know
if it's me that you miss.
cause I miss me too.
And I oughta know,
why after all, I packed my bags
and I wished you asked where I was going,
cause even I had no clue.
It coulda been a bigger picture,
for at least our sake,
though I'm sure I'll have no clue.
And I wish you
could me lately,
and see how much I've grown,
and visit me in my new town,
and help me figure out why it isn't
nearly as easy as it used to be.
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