Verse 1

Your old blue sweater’s folded by the door

I found those silly texts from years before

We swore the summer had a thousand days

Then watched the yellow leaves take all our plans away

Chorus

I let go, let the yellow leaves fly

Our last summer lifts into the sky

Those foolish little messages, I let them go

My tears dry on my lashes, though

How could those blue stars, you and I, have dreamed so high?

I let go, let the yellow leaves fly

Verse 2

The café keeps your name beside my cup

The jukebox plays the tune we used to mess up

I laugh before I catch myself alone

Then take the long way back to my place, walking home