Funny how a year can come and go so fast I don't know when last June became this one but it did, quickly. I almost swore on our future I almost did, almost
This is another Sunday but in the present now Time has shifted unrecognizable I bet you wouldn't notice me next to you on a sidewalk or at a streetlight or in the ocean drowning I don't think you remember the sound of my voice but I still taste yours, humming
Maybe you think about me, maybe Probably not, you probably don't Look at how far we didn't make it Look at how long we didn't stay
Back again, summer and heat and unfortunate desire I have come again in pieces Full circle, your arms could still be around me Full circle, they are not even close Full circle, I still haven't let go But I'm coming around I'm coming around Still, Still, Still I'm coming around, I swear, I am.