I saw your hall, I saw your door.
I saw your room, I wanted to see more.
I saw your closet, holding hangers, full of dresses that you never wore.
I saw a picture when you were little. Your hair was yellow and it's not anymore.
But I couldn't help but wanna tell you,
I couldn't help but wanna tell you,
I couldn't help but wanna tell you what a dream you were.

At the party we did not know what we were there for.
Every now and then you'd grab me and you'd pull me off the dance floor
and we'd climb up the stairs
and we'd just stand there cuz I didn't know what to say.
I didn't know what to say.
I didn't know what to say.
I didn't know what to say.
I didn't know what to say.

And I had to leave the next day and my eyes were red and my cheeks were the same way.
And the note that I wrote you is still on your wall
and after all this time you still haven't called.
But I don't mind.
I don't mind.
I don't mind.
Cuz I haven't called either after all this time.

I saw you hall, I saw your door.
I saw your room, I wanted to see more.
I wanted to see more.
I wanted to see more.


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