It's on these late Spring nights when I miss you the most
And while it's the small things that fill the cracks in my heart
I don't fall in love easy
I don't know why I still feel this way
It just won't go away
I'm getting used to you as ghost
but I just can't let you go
(and I don't want to)
You knew me better than anybody else
Dancing in the living room to some stupid song
Oh I won't forget
We picked blackberries in the Spring time
And you knew every line
I'm getting used to you as a ghost
but I'll never let you go
And I know it's hard on us both
but if we keep trying, we can make what's left count.
We're from the same blood.
I'm getting by
I promised you that I wouldn't cry
but that's been the hardest one to keep.
that's been the hardest thing to keep.