The truth is
I miss the way we used to be
I miss our late night talks
How we talk about the stars I love
The spoken words I used to listen to
The songs that we liked to sing along
Because we knew that every phrases
Are much more than just a phrase.

When the time we see the moonlight
We bid each other good night
And as the sunlight peaks
We start the day with each other's
"Good Mornings"