Thin sheets of paper your Thumb smudged the ink and I Wondered if it was a sin Losing touch with all the things that Brought me back here I know One day I'll miss this again I don't need it like I did when I'd say Anything to make it true Feeling like a little kid stuck between Everything and something new Secondhand smoke clinging Tight to your clothes leaving Notes in the frost on your car Pull the blinds down all day Try to forget how to pray Just a phone call Is still pretty far Away I don't need it like I did when I'd say Anything to make it true Feeling like a little kid stuck between Everything and something In an empty room Where all the shadows look like you Falling through Poking holes in what's not true I don't need it like I did when I'd say Anything to make it true Everything you ever did is all that I can see in you I don't need it like I did when I'd say Anything to make it true Feeling like a little kid stuck between Everything and something New