Circles

Falling back on my old footsteps

I'm treading on the same crushed grass

And I know it's not growing back

Because that's what you said to me

And I know that I should let you go

But there'll be something calling me

As long as the earth's beneath my feet

I remember how it felt when it wasn't my place

To say how I felt so she remained

Five-second photographs that I replayed

'Cause she was sat in my space