| Maybe it’s too early to talk about this |
| But I can’t wait |
| It’s easy to act like you just don’t exist |
| Or that it’s too late |
| Let me be your friend again |
| Let yourself really feel again |
| Feel again |
| Do you remember what it’s like? |
| Never before have I felt anything quite like this |
| The miles that I drive and the songs that I sing |
| The people I’ve missed |
| Bring them all back to me again |
| Let them all be with me again |
| Me again |
| Do you remember what it’s like? |
| Do you remember what it’s like? |
| Do you remember what it’s like? |
| Cus I remember what it’s like |
| I remember what it’s like |
| I remember what it’s like |
| I wish you were there just to answer my call |
| And talk for a while |
| To me it’s as clear as your shadow on the wall |
| Could I ever call it mine? |
| Bring it all home to me again |
| I let myself really feel again |
| Feel again |
| Do you remember what it’s like? |
| Do you remember what it’s like? |
| Do you remember what it’s like? |
| Cus I remember what it’s like |
| I remember what it’s like |
| I remember what it’s like |