I see your shadow on the street now

I hear you push through the rusty gate

Click of your heels on the concrete

Waiting for a knock coming way too late

It seems an age since Ive seen you

Countdown as the weeks trickle into days

So you come in and put your bags down

I know theres something in the air

How can I do this to you right now

If youre over there when I need you here

My happiness is slowly creeping back
Now youre at home

If it ever starts sinking in

It must be when you pack up and go

It seems an age since Ive seen you

Countdown as the weeks trickle into days

I hope that time hasnt changed you

All I really want is for you to stay

know I I know I know what is inside