but the thing is, there has to be.

this lack of conversation's silly
tell me, when will you come home?
it wasn't til you left this city
that i knew i could feel so all alone
and you know i haven't written
and i know you haven't called
but i thought you would've guessed by now
what i was thinking all along
so i'll just sit here patiently
until you come to realize
that our lives are ultimately better
when you've got me by your side