The desk where you sit inside of a
Frame made of, made of, of wood
I keep those chopsticks you had from when
You taught abroad, taught abroad, in Japan
I love it all so much
I call
I want you back, back, back
You back
I did not know you as well
As my father, father knew you
Every question you took the
Time to sit and look it up,
Look it up in the encyclopedia
I love it all
So much I call
I want you back, back, back
You back
I love it all
So much I call
I want you back, back, back
You back
Da da daaa ay
It sounds like we
Would have had a great deal to say, to say
To each other
I bet when I leave
My body for the sky the wait,
The wait will be worth it
I love it all
So much I call
I want you back, back, back
You back
I love it all
So much I call
I want you back, back, back
You back
Writer(s): Andrew Jeffrey Hamm, Kelcey Paul Ayer, Ryan Clinton Hahn, Taylor David Rice, Matthew James Frazier
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