Grayson

Hey, do you remember
Spending two weeks of the summer
Like our hips were glued
Sunburnt shoulders start to soften
Long since lost your number
But I still have that old picture
That I drew of you
Buried under closet boxes
And maybe I needed you
More than I know
Oh, grayson
Where did you go
Try to wish it better
But you’re curly-haired forever
Until I wake up
Move along like nothing’s different
It’s certainly idealist
But then maybe I could change it
By thinking hard enough
Will you back like nothing happened
And maybe you needed me
More than I know
Oh, grayson
Where did you go