There's a face in my phone I still think of as my own
When I'm lost and alone there's a hand I dream I hold
There's a chair by the mirror I've taken to call a window seat
Oh, I'd move on
But where would I be?
I won't lie, there are times I am filled with jealousy
For the life you've created, that you're growing without me
While I'm stuck in the past, escaping from things that I can't see
Oh, I'd move on
But how would I breathe?
Well the mountains are bold and they're taking care of me
A friend unexpected and a warm community
Though it feels sacrilegious to lay you down to sleep
I'll move on
Eventually
Oh, I'll move on
Eventually