Nine springs, nine winters
And after that, we were crazy about those autumns
Four houses, three moves
Three thousand four hundred days
Books, good stories, I tell you things
I don't feel like going out
Even just a couple of spaghetti
If you make them the way you do
I'll be back late, go ahead and eat
You don't have to wait for me anymore
Turn off that light, love
It makes a hell of a noise
Maybe I'll get up, maybe I'll write
I've got a song in my head
That doesn't want to fall
And it's really nothing special
One for every step we took together
One for all those nights awake listening
The ones that always make you feel bad
One for every little emotion
Your clothes in seven bags
Movies, then pizza and beer
That looks like ours
It was beautiful like you when you were a kid
Now you're a wonder
You say I have to take care of myself
Now that it's not the same
Now that everything's changed
But the only way I know to love myself
And it's really nothing special
One for every step we took together
One for all those nights awake listening
The ones that always make you feel bad
One for every little emotion
Your clothes in seven bags
You don't know it's raining
Because we're breaking up
Otherwise, you know, it wouldn't be raining this much
And these steel clouds make the sky disappear
You'll see it'll clear up again
Tomorrow it'll clear up again
It's just science and it can be explained
It's just a bit of water with salt
It's just a chance to sing softly
The kind that hurts like hell
But science can't explain it