I opened up your letter; the love poured out so quickly
You told me things were better, but you'll still always miss me
And every word I read drew me more into you
Empty pages soaked in pen, words that I'll hold on to
What does it mean to be in between?
And what's it like to be a part of me?
You're far away, and it's slowly killing me
But I know I'll see you in my dreams
Took a train ride home before you went to the bay
Unprepared to watch you roam from far away
But you know you'll find yourself and I know we'll be okay
We'll be okay
What does it mean to be in between?
And what's it like to be a part of me?
You're far away, and it's slowly killing me
But I know I'll see you in my dreams
I need a place to go to relax and to to grow