Seasons change but one thing stays constant.
Missing you shouldn't feel so familiar.
Long drives start to feel like an old friend,
but distance can't be too much for you and me.
Minor keys bridge the gaps for you and me.
You say, "Just do your best, and I swear that I'll do mine".
As time flies, more goodbyes.
I swear that nothing could be worth it more.
As time flies, I will try harder for you than for anyone before.
Do you ever start to wonder why you love those sad songs so much?
Cause I do.