I'm sorry to bring this up again old guy
When you had to leave
And I said goodbye to you
From between the avenue
Ad the tree, the one that blocks the window view
And me

I think back to some of the things I said that one night
Like that you weren’t with your family anymore
It was mean, it wasn’t right
But I was a stupid baby back then
I was scared
I didn’t know how to love you
Didn’t realize how much you cared about me
I loved you
I loved you

This is yours
Yours:
The red world
The corresponding breezes
They’ll go on
But we don’t

I waved goodbye to you that day
From the parking lot in the alleyway
I remember feeling terrified
Not knowing if you’d come back
But you did, and we tried

But later that fall I walked the sad stretch of my mind
And said, no we can’t go on, we’ve gotta leave this behind
I thought it to myself at the windowsill
As I looked out onto the tree, the church, the chill…

The leaves had all fallen off
That tree was dead
The neighbors, the whole town they’d gone to bed
We sat on the floor and waited for your car to arrive
And we said goodbye, and we cried

The church bell stopped
Time was dead
The neighbors, the whole town had gone to bed
Our sweethearts knew, our sisters knew too
And we knew
We knew
This is yours
Yours:
The red world
The corresponding breezes
They’ll go on
But we won’t
We are done

This is yours
Yours:
The dead world
The corresponding dead breezes
They’ll go on
But we don’t