Drawing circles on your arm…

Tracing figure eights that become smaller and gentler as I make my way to your hand

I look over and I see your left hand leave the wheel 

You try to hide that you’re wiping away the trails of your tears

But I know you see me looking. 

I can tell that this song means more to you each time we listen to it

Maybe it’s the melody

Maybe it’s the lyrics

Maybe it’s because I am singing along,

Singing to you

That I know every word 

That it is obvious how many times I have listened to this song just to get the lyrics right

How many times I’ve fallen asleep with this song buzzing through my headphones

And my veins

How many times I’ve cried to this song because of how relevant it is to us

And our situation

Our unfortunate lack of time