Call Out (The)

Our Mixtape
I've been driving down the roads We always used to go when we were younger Left my car in the parking lot Where we always used to get lost In each others eyes Even after all this time I still keep these memories of you And you know, you know That's when it hit me, oh that's when it hit me Baby I still have our mixtape Sitting in my glove compartment Where I lost it And I still have our clothes Sitting on the piano I never played But you left with something so much more You walked out of my front door These things that always cross my mind Still hit me from time to time I still have letters that I haven't sent With words that I haven't read in months All the notes you wrote to me in high school Still crushed up in my drawers And all the songs that I wrote to you Lost somewhere in my room Letras de canciones Just a simple verse with a simple chorus But they meant so much to you Baby I still have our mixtape Sitting in my glove compartment Where I lost it And I still have our clothes Sitting on the piano I never played But you left with something so much more You walked out of my front door I'll let this out, sing it loud I'll scream it out so maybe you can hear me From Letras Mania