Center City on a bus   Feelings change from want to must   So I pushed the meaning to it all   I carry you from place to place said,   "This is how I spend my days,   Do you understand my shape, my form?"      Do I really have to let you go?   Not if I don't want to      Last night spent on the couch   Felt your heartbeat pounding out   Sounds like someone's footsteps on the floor   I dreamt we walked from room to room   Opened doors into those parts of you   All the memories that I have of us before      Do I really have to let you go?   Do I really have to?      When someone you love dies   You never question where they've gone   Like landscapes under snow   They're blocks you build more life upon   They're the corner of your eye   Their quiet arms still comfort you   Do I really have to?      Do I really have to let you go?   Do I really have to?