Think of Me as a Place
No one is left at school
Everyone's gone home for the Christmas break
Chosen to stay behind
The request declined sleeping wide awake
Another undergrad looks so very sad
At the happy hour
Drunk at the mixer but I still miss her
(Wondering where you are)
News that I haven't heard
I forgot the words to my victory song
I went but I took too long
And if it's so right
Why does it feel so wrong?
Think of me as a place
Like a warm embrace
You can run into
Not like someone you know
But somewhere to go
If you get cold
Memories have been erased
Brush the hair back from your face
When I was younger
I used to wander
Through the open door
Now that I'm older
Weight on my shoulder
I want something more
Something real something true
I never told but I think you knew
Lend me a dirty look
I'm an open book
So long overdue
Goodbye
So long
Goodbye
So long
Goodbye
So long
Writer/s: Ricchini, William Joseph
