You%u2019ll discover that casual friends kept notes in their pockets to remember your name.

always knew I'd never reach perfection, and if I ever did then I wasn't trying hard enough. Because there is always something more to reach for.

I miss the old you, the one I used to talk to.

let%u2019s go back to the coast, baby westward to the ocean.

You%u2019ll discover that casual friends kept notes in their pockets to remember your name.