I've been thinking about these funny things I remember
Like the time that we held hands on the bus ride home
And the words that you were feeding from the book that you were reading
I never understood them quite, but I wanted to. yeah, I wanted to

I know I'm not the only one who has loved you
And I know I'm not the only one who cares
And the love song that I wrote for you will never be your favourite
But I won't take it back, I won't take it back

I know it's not original to say that I've missed you
But that's what keeps on coming back to me
Like a dusty old folk song in the key of C
Or something that can only be a memory

I have never been that good with words, but I hope you see
You mean so much to me

I have never been that good with words, but I hope you see
You mean so much to me