Blake Mills
cheers
Hereâs to jumping off the roof to catch the ball
to spinning around in the fall
itâs hard enough to remember the way you were
oh, the way you are, the way you are
Hereâs to coming home and falling on the floor
hereâs an arm sliding down the bedroom door
everyone has their reasons
and the way you were is not the way you are
the way you are
And cheers to everything we watched to every show
and then to any sleeping in my arms and nothing more
nothing feels so familiar anymore
the way you were, oh, the way you are
the way you are
Hereâs to taking the year to call it off
to whatever it is that youâve become
and Iâve forgotten more than heâll ever know
about the way that you were and the way that you are
the way you are