Somedays and Sundays

Hearing words over them and what we have
 Is less than what you hoped for
 Feelings of desperation
 Why become the one who wants you out
 And this is left for anyone by letting go
 With your name they'll find it
 Here we are another year
 Another time quietly gone
 Somedays and Sundays I like
 You'll never have the conversation
 Anytime is longer then they've had
 And in the best situation
 Why begin your mornings like that
 In losing time honestly you're running out
 Keeping such a distance
 There they are another year
 Another time quietly gone
 Somedays and Sundays I like
 Who believes in anyone in doing so this time
 We all become a memory of some kind
 To see the end of anything how it seems so far
 From here it could be anywhere still that's where
 you are