I'd build a boat and be there in the morning
I wish you weren't so great
You just make it harder for me to be away
I pretend you are here
I find myself talking in the car
By myself to that place you once sat
I wish this island would float to where you are
Maybe I will be there when I wake up
I hate spending all night with you and waking up to nothing But my wrinkled up shirt I threw beside me the night before
I love it here
But I love you better