By the way, how's your day
I don't mean to be cliché
I've been waiting for your text
Cause I wanna see what's next
So I wait by the phone
For a little peace of home
But I know you're out with them
My oh my what could've been
Yeah
These days I'm emptying out my brain
I caught some feelings they look like strays
Maybe I'll shelter them day by day
Until somebody relieves my pain
I bought some food for the ghosts I saw
Floating endlessly through the fog
Searching for something that they can't find
I hope they figure it out sometime
Cause I know the pain of looking for a needle in a dark room
I've lost my way I need some light to bring me back to you
By the way, how's your day
I don't mean to be cliché
I've been waiting for your text
Cause I wanna see what's next
So I wait by the phone,
For a little peace of home,
But I know you're out with them
My oh my what could've been
My oh my what could've been, Yeah
