Center City on a bus
Feelings change from want to must
So I pushed the meaning to it all
I carry you from place to place said,
"This is how I spend my days,
Do you understand my shape, my form?"

Do I really have to let you go?
Not if I don't want to

Last night spent on the couch
Felt your heartbeat pounding out
Sounds like someone's footsteps on the floor
I dreamt we walked from room to room
Opened doors into those parts of you
All the memories that I have of us before

Do I really have to let you go?
Do I really have to?

When someone you love dies
You never question where they've gone
Like landscapes under snow
They're blocks you build more life upon
They're the corner of your eye
Their quiet arms still comfort you
Do I really have to?

Do I really have to let you go?
Do I really have to?