When did I become a habitnThat you kicked long agonA tired refrain on a broken down trainnOld lantern buried in snownnI tried to reach you with sciencenTo find a familiar phrasenA word that sticks, that helps to fixnThe fragments of your facennI never thought this day would comenNow it won?t go awaynnI broke down on Union Streetn?Cause you won?t come back to mindnStuck on a note, an old song I wrotenOn a tape I cannot rewindnnYou were the back of my hands dearnBut now I can?t recallnI blame myself over and overnSo you can?t blame me at allnnI never thought this day would comenNow it won?t go awaynnI just want to feel somethingnSomething, somethingnI just have to feel somethingnSomething, somethingnnWhen did we wake up lonelynOur connection falling short?nStuck behind wires, impossible firesnStill the same distance apartnnI never thought this day would comenNow it won?t go awaynnI just want to feel somethingnSomething, somethingnI just have to feel somethingnSomething, something