Counting Crows Follow

There was a call at 3:00 AM at JFK.
Guess you stayed cause you wanted to stay.
We went from zero to everything all in a day and then Kennedy took you away.
I thought of a short robe that was keeping you warm and the moments that make up your life 'til you wake up.
Sit on a swing in the dark with a girl and she tells you she wanted to kiss you.
And you know the worst part of a good day is knowing its slipping away.
That's one more possibility day that is gone.

We were waiting for winter this year but you came and it never appeared.
Me and you we know too many reasons for people and seasons that pass and like they weren't in.

I guess that the short days are over but you just don't sleep in the daylight so I don't sit up nights.
I lie on my back on top of the hill and your body is breaking the sky cause your shaking and the worst part of a good day is knowing it all went away and just one more possibility day that is gone.

I go West but your weather has changed.
You're just scared I mistake you for strange.
When you want me to leave you then start to believe I should stay but I got to get out of LA.
And now living in smiles is better you say, but we carry the burden of all of our days.
I'm scared that you'll leave and you're scared that I’ll stay
It’s an impossibility day.

And we only saw half the ballet.
I said good night, good bye, seems like a good thing until you know it’s a good lie.
You can run out of choices and still hear a voice in your head when you're lying in bed and it says that the best part of a bad day is knowing it’s okay.
The color of everything changes.
The sky rearranges its shape and your smile doesn't fade to a phone call and one bad decision we've made.
And the worse part of a good day is the one thing you don't say and you don't know how but you wish there was some way. So you pull down the shades and shut out the light because somehow you've mixed goodbye and good night.
And the one thing you won't say is everyone knows possibility days are impossible. It just feels wrong, so wrong.
Still you’re gone, long gone