Leaving bread crumbs for you to pick up
Looking out the bus window hoping it'll be
Your reflection I see
Wearing your old flannel to keep me warm
To feel like you're still protecting me
Like that's something you'd still want
Listening to Molly and wondering if it comes on shuffle
And you don't skip it, let yourself feel it, let those feelings stay a while
And I'll keep wearing this same old trail thin
Cause even if I can't say love ya, I love ya