You're not around
(Verse 1)
You took a scissors to our talk line and cut the connection
You ended all our communication
Oh I wish that I could tell you and talk to you about
Anything and everything that I can’t figure out
Daughter to her mother? No friend to a friend
I wish you were here with me, but for now I’ll just pretend.
(Chorus)
I’m holding onto a rope that’s got me tripping, falling down
No, wishing on these shooting stars won’t help
me get you back around
For now I’ll agree to meet you where the sky ends
In my oblivion, where we can pretend
That you care
No, because wishing on these shooting stars won’t help
(Verse 2)
These thoughts go rushing through my head
At lightning speed, I wish, I wish
You were here with me
So for now I’ll write these thought down
Hoping you might find this paper lying around
Keep them in mind when I try to talk to you
If so, will you let me down again ?
(Chorus)
I’m holding onto a rope that’s got me tripping, falling down
No, wishing on these shooting stars won’t help
me get you back around
For now I’ll agree to meet you where the sky ends
In my oblivion, where we can pretend
That you care
No, because wishing on these shooting stars won’t help
(Verse 3)
I know I am not a kid no more
No scrapped knees, no slipping on the floor
As I grow up you’re around less and less
You think I don’t need you, but on my own I’m a mess
No, you think I’m all right on my own
(Chorus)
I’m holding onto a rope that’s got me tripping, falling down
No, wishing on these shooting stars won’t help
me get you back around
For now I’ll agree to meet you where the sky ends
In my oblivion, where we can pretend
That you care
No, because wishing on these shooting stars won’t help
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