Our last couple days as kids
Kind of fell off a cliff
and I think that it's unfair
Thinking won't change a thing

Cause when I read to you from home
Novels over the phone
I worry that I can't cope
and it'll only get worse

Oh when you're alone with me
and when you're alone without
Still hugging our pillows tight
and tonguing the cuts left in our mouths

Cause maybe we'll grow apart
and out of our childhood woes
or maybe we'll lose our minds
confined to our childhood homes

The skies are so blue in fall
even though they dim at five
But I took the brightest walks
down 85th to see you smile

Beaming from your front porch
with trays of what you've just baked
We broke up two months ago
I've still got leftover cake

I will close the freezer drawer
and act like I didn't see
a token of your good faith
evidence you still get to me

Cause every time that I sit stil
I start to default to then
and then I'm a child again
asleep in your sofa bed

I'm home from a day at work
I heat up a kidney pie
My penchant for frozen goods
is starting to get unwise

And I finished the cake with tea
and wiped the crumbs off my mouth
If I wait long enough
I'll find new things to think about someday

We could feel at home in our own bodies
And we'd be just as warm with our winter jackets off
by the fire in our own homes, alone

So if our last couple days as kids
Sting when I reminisce
It's only to justify the fact that we still exist