Broken Toy

I think you know, because it's old news:
The people you love are hard to find.
So I think if I were in your shoes,
I would be kind.

I look out for you come rain, come shine.
What good does it do?
I guess I'm a toy that is broken,
I guess we're just older now...

I want to stay another season,
See summer upon this sorry land.
So don't dust off your gun without a reason;
You understand?

Who says the river can't leave its waters?
Who says you walk in a line?
Who says the city can't change its borders?
Who says you're mine?

I look out for you come rain, come shine.
What good does it do?
I guess I'm a record you're tired of,
I guess we're just older now...

I guess I'm a toy that is broken;
I guess we're just older now...