Do they not have pen or paper where you are

'cause I haven't heard from you in ages
I relive each memory
From time to time
Read notes exchanged
With all those scented pages
It’s coming back
It’s all coming back to me now

Tell me everything turned out alright
Cause I’m where we said
That we’d meet tonight
Does he treat you like you want?
Does he ask to take your hand?
Does he believe in dreams we talked about?
When with no music we danced

I thought you said that you’d come find me
I thought you said you’d be home by now
I heard you sang that you’d come back here
So I wrote to remind you somehow

Dance by yourself and
Think of me when you do
I’m not sure you understand
What this means to me
What you do to me
I’m willing to prove
That you’re the one
I regret to slip away
Now I know it was only you
That I’ve been searching for
Been missing all this time

I thought you said that you’d come find me
I thought you said you’d be home by now
I heard you sang that you’d come back here
So I wrote to remind you somehow

I thought you said that you’d come find me
I thought you said you’d be home by now
I heard you sang that you’d come back here
So I wrote to remind you somehow

Let the past be past
Let’s start today
Letters won’t do
I need to see your face
Tell me where to meet
I’ll tell you why we should be
(i’ll tell you why we should be)

I thought you said that you’d come find me
I thought you said you’d be home by now
I heard you sang that you’d come back here
So I wrote to remind you somehow

I thought you said that you’d come find me
I thought you said you’d be home by now
I heard you sang that you’d come back here
So I wrote to remind you somehow

Written by Anberlin ©2005 The Noise In National Music (ASCAP) / Thirsty Moon River Publishing (ASCAP)

Behind the Song:
'Seth Roberts, what a great voice. We once asked him to be in the band, he said no. I remember calling my friend J. Smith and asking her if the title was cheesy, she liked it, it stuck. This song is self explanatory, I remember telling someone that we should meet in Paris on a certain day if neither of us were seeing anyone. Well, we never met up, I wrote about it.' - Stephen Christian