Crumbs

[Verse 1]
I'll meet you in December when the sun is calm
He has poetry painted all over the walls
Mine are a childish blue painted by mom when I was eight
When you turn your back, I can’t see your face

[Chorus]
I remember how I used to drive you back home
I remember how I showed you your favourite song

[Verse 2]
The salt in your hair, the sun hurts my eyes
I'm a joke with a bad punchline so just roll the dice

[Chorus]
I remember how I used to drive you back home
I remember how I showed you your favourite song
Now I'm driving alone and chasing my blues again
But I’ve got room for one more in this minivan

[Bridge]
I remember driving you back home
But the moon died early on this sad mid-June
Wrote an epitaph on your old bed frame
Thousand words encarved but they're all the same

I remember driving you back home
But the moon died early on this sad mid-June
Wrote an epitaph on your old bed frame
Thousand words encarved but they're all the same

I remember driving you back home
But the moon died early on this sad mid-June
Wrote an epitaph on your old bed frame
Thousand words encarved but they're all the same

Hope you find your dreams in Amsterdam
And you never learned really who I am
And I wish I was a better friend to you then
And I wish you took better care of yourself