farewell to sleepless nights
farewell to past loves
farewell to Hemingway and poems he wrote when we was
giving up on life
farewell to tired eyes
farewell to cold skin
farewell to Domestica and No Good For No One Now
cause i found The Ghost of What Should've Been in your
smile
and i found my summer in winter in your breath
it sings me to sleep at night
farewell to speechless conversations
farewell to just wasting space
farewell to lying to myself about being ok
farewell to questioning love
farewell to blaming everyone
farewell to apathy and regret
yeah i know we're both gonna be alright this time
cause i found my summer in winter in your breath
it sings me to sleep at night