Steal

I recognized your writing
The way your words run up and down the hills you used to live in
And when the sun's hiding behind trees more alive than you'll ever be,
You borrowed it to put some of me in your sad sad songs
Because i'm not one to say you've had me all along
But the curse thats bringing tomorrow proves us both wrong
Listen to the whispers 
Hold your own and bring your girl home
I'm the season that comes and goes

So you gave back the sun and you can't write the words,
So you gave back the sun, and you can't write a word.