Chamomile (Live)
It tastes like you
And our apartment too
The yellow walls
Our dying basil
It sounds like you
Boiling water to brew
Lunch is ready
Set it for two
I'm not saying that I want it
Because I don't want it back
But I can't tell myself it's over
'Cause I'm still not over it
It's a weird and painful in-between
To be in love with what has been
But at a place where you and I don't fit quite in
But the songs and the dreams and the chamomile tea
Will always bring me back to bright walls and cities
Where you and me were 'we'
It feels odd
Not to ask how you are
All these unspoken rules to obey
I am told to keep my distance
So as not to confuse this
As our history falls wordlessly away
And I'm not saying that I want it
Because I don't want it back
But nostalgia is a wrecking ball
And I'm a wall of glass
It's a weird and painful in-between
To be in love with what has been
But at a place where you and I don't fit quite in
But the songs and the dreams and the chamomile tea
Will always bring me back to bright walls and cities
Where you and me were 'we'
And our apartment too
The yellow walls
Our dying basil
It sounds like you
Boiling water to brew
Lunch is ready
Set it for two
I'm not saying that I want it
Because I don't want it back
But I can't tell myself it's over
'Cause I'm still not over it
It's a weird and painful in-between
To be in love with what has been
But at a place where you and I don't fit quite in
But the songs and the dreams and the chamomile tea
Will always bring me back to bright walls and cities
Where you and me were 'we'
It feels odd
Not to ask how you are
All these unspoken rules to obey
I am told to keep my distance
So as not to confuse this
As our history falls wordlessly away
And I'm not saying that I want it
Because I don't want it back
But nostalgia is a wrecking ball
And I'm a wall of glass
It's a weird and painful in-between
To be in love with what has been
But at a place where you and I don't fit quite in
But the songs and the dreams and the chamomile tea
Will always bring me back to bright walls and cities
Where you and me were 'we'
Credits
Writer(s): Connie Saltzman
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