It doesn’t matter how hard I try, I still see you.
No matter how hard I try To scrub my thoughts free of you, I still see you.
I still see you in the smiles of little kids, Still see you in the anger of men Still see you in the little things I do, How I laugh at the mishaps of other and myself And heartbreak, To make the situation not that bad. All I see is you.
But no matter what I do, I can never see you coming back, Maybe that’s why I keep looking behind my back Looking around corners And looking in between cracks Maybe that’s why I still cling onto you Maybe that’s why I still write about you, Because I secretly hope you’ll come back.