What You Still Want

Home is not so far from here
We wrote two notes twice last year
So tell me how
Your days have changed
I think we know
They're just the same
Oh always writing what we know you know
Apples dance and woman sucks in snow

Oh hey, hey

The paint in your hair makes you look older
When we first met you
Gave me your shoulder
Your eyes must have crossed
You cant write me back
All your notes got lost
And I'm still looking.