Mixtape
[Verse 1]
I saw you through the window of a yoga studio
It'd been so long I thought, ’Who's that cute stranger?'
I watched some sweat trickle down your neck
And your face was flushed deep, free from anger
I wasn’t bitter about the mixtape I lent you and never got back
I had more ideas - the more I let go, the more I had

[Verse 2]
I used to wonder if you ever got over a feeling
Or if you just became a stranger to the person who felt it
From the spot on the sidewalk, it seems I've found an answer
You forget both the hand and the person who dealt it
I know you broke my heart in an incredibly regular way
But when I try to push for details all I picture is a white brick lake

[Verse 3]
You saw a person through the window of your yoga studio
You were startled from the humid dreamscape of your class
The figure was familiar but hard to label
And then it disappeared into the cold and grass
And afterwards you felt bad but you didn't know why
And as you towelled off your hair, you hummed a song from two-thousand-nine