The Mixed Tape

Jack's Mannequin

Composição de: Andrew McMahon
This is morning 
That's when I spend the most time 
Thinking 'bout what I've given up 
This is a warning 
When you start the day just to close the curtains 
You're thinking 'bout what I've given up 

Where are you now? 
As I'm swimming through the stereo
I'm writing you a symphony of sound
Where are you now? 
As I rearrange the songs again 
This mix could burn a hole in anyone 
But it was you I was thinking of

I read your letter 
The one you left when you broke into my house 
Retracing ever step you made 
And you said you meant it 
And there's a piece of me in every single 
Second of every single day 
But if it's true then tell me how it got this way 

Where are you now? 
As I'm swimming through the stereo 
I'm writing you a symphony of sound 
Where are you now? 
As I rearrange the songs again 
This mix could burn a hole in anyone 
But it was you I was thinking of 

And I can't get to you 
I can't get to you 
I can't get to you 

Where are you now? 
As I'm swimming through the stereo 
I conduct a symphony of sound 
Where are you now? 
As I'm cutting through you track by track 
I swear to God this mix could sink the sun 
But it was you I was thinking of 

And where are you now?
And where are you now?

And this is my mixed tape for her
It's like I wrote every note 
With my own fingers
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