[00:10.00]I saw your name in red on Tuesday’s page
[00:14.25]You were born under some October rain
[00:20.58]I flip the month I see November’s shade
[00:24.60]All the birthdays we forgot all the plans we never made
[00:31.65]I’m doing better yes I’m turning more than just the leaf
[00:36.57]The clock keeps ticking on though sometimes I still feel the grief
[00:41.79]If you never came on April’s breezy dawn
[00:47.01]Would May still feel like something lost something gone
[00:53.52]But I trace those lines they’re fading in the light
[00:58.74]And maybe that’s alright
[01:01.98]’Cause I could mark all the days one by one
[01:04.92]Count the months until the season’s done
[01:07.35]I thought I’d be the one to come back in June
[01:12.81]But the calendar laughs at what we can’t control
[01:16.35]If one date had been different maybe you’d be here—or maybe not
[01:20.73]We were something don’t you think so
[01:26.46]January whispers promises in frost
[01:31.11]We made new year’s vows but some of them just lost
[01:36.45]Don’t tell me you forget how we watched July go by
[01:41.52]Fireworks and midnight skies we kept the world at our side
[01:46.83]I watch the pages flip reminders unkind
[01:51.75]Every holiday that UK the silence you left behind
[01:57.42]If you never slept beneath those September stars
[02:02.55]Would autumn still break my heart still leave its scars
[02:09.15]But the date keeps moving turning another leaf
[02:13.26]And maybe that’s relief
[02:17.61]’Cause I could mark all the days one by one
[02:20.49]Count the months until the season’s done
[02:23.01]I thought I’d be the one to come back in June
[02:28.47]But the calendar laughs at what we can’t control
[02:32.01]If one date had been different maybe you’d be here—or maybe not
[02:36.27]We were something don’t you think so
[02:49.35]And December comes I light another candle
[02:54.57]Think about the way you said you’d stay when the nights turned cold and fragile
[03:00.12]Through all the months between then and now
[03:04.71]I’ve drawn your shadow on every page somehow
[03:11.25]I could mark all the days one by one
[03:13.98]Count the months until the season’s done
[03:16.50]I thought I’d be the one to come back in June
[03:22.05]But the calendar laughs at what we can’t control
[03:25.50]If one date had been different maybe you’d be here—or maybe not
[03:29.85]We were something don’t you think so

I saw your name in red on Tuesday’s page
You were born under some October rain
I flip the month I see November’s shade
All the birthdays we forgot all the plans we never made
I’m doing better yes I’m turning more than just the leaf
The clock keeps ticking on though sometimes I still feel the grief
If you never came on April’s breezy dawn
Would May still feel like something lost something gone
But I trace those lines they’re fading in the light
And maybe that’s alright
’Cause I could mark all the days one by one
Count the months until the season’s done
I thought I’d be the one to come back in June
But the calendar laughs at what we can’t control
If one date had been different maybe you’d be here—or maybe not
We were something don’t you think so
January whispers promises in frost
We made new year’s vows but some of them just lost
Don’t tell me you forget how we watched July go by
Fireworks and midnight skies we kept the world at our side
I watch the pages flip reminders unkind
Every holiday that UK the silence you left behind
If you never slept beneath those September stars
Would autumn still break my heart still leave its scars
But the date keeps moving turning another leaf
And maybe that’s relief
’Cause I could mark all the days one by one
Count the months until the season’s done
I thought I’d be the one to come back in June
But the calendar laughs at what we can’t control
If one date had been different maybe you’d be here—or maybe not
We were something don’t you think so
And December comes I light another candle
Think about the way you said you’d stay when the nights turned cold and fragile
Through all the months between then and now
I’ve drawn your shadow on every page somehow
I could mark all the days one by one
Count the months until the season’s done
I thought I’d be the one to come back in June
But the calendar laughs at what we can’t control
If one date had been different maybe you’d be here—or maybe not
We were something don’t you think so