You used to talk to me like I was the only one around.
You used to lean on me like the only other choice was
falling down. You used to walk with me like we had nowhere we needed to go,
nice and slow, to no place in particular. We used to have this figured
out; we used to breathe without a doubt. When nights were clear, you
were the first star that I'd see. We used to have this under control.
We never thought, we used to know. At least there's you, and at
least there's me. Can we get this back to how it used to be?
I used to reach for you when I got lost along the way.
I used to listen, you always had just the right thing to say.
I used to follow you, never really cared where we would go,
fast or slow, to anywhere at all. I look around me, and I want you
to be there. 'Cause I miss the things that we shared. Look around you,
It's empty, and you're sad. 'Cause you miss the love that we had.

You used to talk to me like I was the only one around.
The only one around.


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