[ti:Next to Me]
[ar:Sleeping at Last]
[al:Yearbook Collection]
[00:37.99]Oh, our futures were written with crayons in coloring books
[00:47.34]It was misspelled and outside the lines and we loved how it looked
[00:55.37]Like the crooked hem of your favorite childhood dress
[01:04.58]And the holes in my jeans from years of carelessness
[01:12.72]I know since we've grown, we ache for those memories
[01:21.44]Honestly, nothing's even compared to you next to me, next to me
[01:34.57]When the words came to you for the first time, you knew you were hooked
[01:43.38]And the pride that you felt at the last page of your first book
[01:52.24]And the bravery I forced when I sang to an audience of three
[02:00.61]Well, it took a million wrong notes just to find a single melody and key
[02:09.00]I know since we've grown we plea for clarity
[02:17.92]Honestly, nothing's ever made sense til you were next to me, next to me
[02:28.63]If time is money, then I'll spend it all for you
[02:37.14]I will buy you flowers with the minutes we outgrew
[02:45.66]I'll turn hours into gardens, planted just for us to take
[02:54.28]I'll be reckless with my days, building castles in your name
[03:02.35]Since we've grown, we long for concrete things
[03:09.12]Honestly, nothing's felt so sure than when you were next to me, next to me
[03:20.03]
[03:35.45]So lets cut down the red tape and gather up the pieces of our youth
[03:44.28]Cause there's nothing in this world we can't fix with some scissors and glue