hazel

I was never much of a runner

Don't you see baby it was just the summer

Because "i love you" wasn't enough

I still failed to call your bluff

It's plain to see that being with you it's like falling out of a tree

I often think about coming back to philly

It's too late, hazel's gone the journey's just too far long

If i went back i know i couldn't change whatever went wrong

Sometimes i wonder what its like to be in the clouds instead

I used to fear of losing you in the crowds