Testo Better Days

I still, I still care about you
My front teeth fell out without you
We shared mattresses and cried to
1991 when you flew
I think we might we still get along in
Small doses when we're alone, but
We haven't spoke since last December
I think we might be waiting for a better day Better day
Better day

Six years older, you feel younger
I fell off and you felt under
Closer when we're far apart like
Milky Ways and hazy stars, but
I think we might still get along if
We both find where we belong and
Operate in different spaces
Until we find our way into a better day
Better day, better day, better day

I like to party
I know you do too I'll meet you on the moon with my red shoes on
And maybe we could contemplate
How you and I could formulate
A greater way to find a way to better days
To find a way to
To find a our way to
Hey oh ah

I care, I care about you
Still love, still love, still love you
I'll wait, I'll wait to find a better day